BAD BEAR
Anyone that knows me, knows that I love kitties. Whoever may stumble upon this blog probably realizes this. However I have met a kitten that I may actually despise. His name is Bear and he is Nathans (my sisters boyfriend) cat. Both Tasha and Nathan are out of town so I have been looking after the apartment and the kitten. I spent the night there which turned out to be a big mistake. Bear attacks everything in sight whether it is moving or not. I have bit marks and scratches all over my body. His most spectacular wound would definitely have to be the foot long cut in my right leg. I found a solution to the issue though, a spray bottle. Every time the vicious guy comes near me he gets a face full of water.
