Mistress of the Manor
Terror with claws equal to the finest surgical scalpel peers cautiously around the room as the door to her cell swings wide. She is planning her attack, those shoe laces look like they would be fun to play with and should be shredded within the hour. The new couch and loveseat are going to make a fine surface on which to sharpen claws and of course this fine downy fur will stick to all white clothing with the tenacity of Gorilla Glue. The old cat walks by, he is instantly pissed, hissing ensues... Sign in to see full entry.