The Wretched Cat

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I’m not a cat person. I’m a dog person. That doesn’t mean I don’t like cats. It simply means that I prefer the company of dogs over the company of cats. The Wretched Cat is the reason why. He’s mean. He’s evil. He’s flea infested.

Here’s The Wretched Cat and his crew messing with some innocent puppy dogs who were just trying to enjoy their doggy lives:

 If I could just squeeze by real qui- OW!

If I could just squeeze by real qui- OW!

 Really?

Really?

 No, man, you’re good. I’ll just put my head here.

No, man, you’re good. I’ll just put my head here.

 First my dog bed, now my dog house? C’mon!

First my dog bed, now my dog house? C’mon!

As we know, every dog has his day:

 …can’t breath…

…can’t breath…

 What flavor treat is this?

What flavor treat is this?

 Help me guard the backyard. Do you see anything? Cat? Cat?

Help me guard the backyard. Do you see anything? Cat? Cat?

Are you a dog person or a cat person?

 Me? I’m a dog person. This is my favorite breed right here, although this isn’t my dobie, he looks exactly like this guy.

Me? I’m a dog person. This is my favorite breed right here, although this isn’t my dobie, he looks exactly like this guy.