CRAZY

There was a cat. A horrible cat. He was as tall as a man, with little paws and feet. He had no pupils, and his lips were always curled in a little cat smile. I've caught him following me before. His reasons are unknown. Perhaps it amuses him. Whenever I tell him to go away, he would meow. An insufferable meow. A meow that dug into the very depths of your soul, and made you want to claw your eyes out with spatulas. Every time that horrible cat meowed, I would slowly back away, then run. Truly this cat was a demon in disguise. And so, I finally did what anyone in my position would do. I got a spray bottle filled with water. With it, I smited the demon cat, and sent it back to the pet shop from whence it came, and I live happily ever after.