Teachings of a Wise Kitty

I have a cat. She's a grey tabby, and she's adorable. My cat's name is Storm. This is partially due to the fact that her coloring makes her look like a storm cloud, and partially because I believe that she is a mutant that will one day harness her powers to control the weather in order to save my life.

Like a true superhero, Storm (the cat, not the X-Man...X-Woman?) has no fear. Through a series of unfortunate events, not entirely un-Baudelaire-esque, Storm and I have been forced to move in with my mom, her husband, and her cat that I'm pretty sure previously belonged to some pagan god of the underworld. Shortly after the first encounter of the two cats, blood was shed. We try to keep Storm, who is still quite small, away from the demon "cat," but neither animal seems to think this is in their best interest. Storm likes to keep the enemy in sight. This may seem like a clever act of defensive strategy, but we're pretty sure that it's really a sick sense of humor. The small cat stays just out of reach, while making sure to stay near a human that will come to her rescue if the demon attacks. Knowing that defeat is inevitable with the kitten's guardians nearby, the demon can only hiss and make odd siren sounds. Storm finds this incredibly entertaining, and tries to find ways to get new sounds out of the demon creature.

Just as my cat, I have a bully trying to get me. I've been issued legal threats that hold no grounds and have received numerous verbal attacks. However, I have found my superhero kitty to be a great teacher. By staying in plain sight, but just out of reach, I limit my attacker's abilities to hissing and, possibly, odd siren sounds. I have learned from my very wise kitty that failed attacks by those who only wish to do harm can be quite entertaining indeed.