Yellow Kitty

My sister, Nice, had this cat named Yellow Kitty.  (Yeah, I know.  I'm just thankful my niece isn't named Baby Girl.) Yellow Kitty (YK) is a HUGE cat whose hunting prowess was the stuff legends are made of.

Nice would tell of the daily carnage her family would find in their yard.  Squirrels.  Rabbits.  Birds. Unidentifiable, bloody stubs and pieces....  YK was one bad mofo.  As often happens to bad mofos, YK would get into fights.  After complaints from a neighbor whose cat was apparently a real pussy (See what I did there?), Nice offered YK to the Hubs and myself since we live in a more rural setting.

Critters abound at our place, so we were THRILLED to get this killer on our property.  We decided to keep him in my studio so that he could wipe out the rodents that would attempt to set up residency.  It would be like his very own slaughterhouse with no other cats to encroach on his turf.  My hopes soared!

Days passed....  No carnage.

Okay, YK's adapting to his new habitat.  He's just casing the joint.  Trying to decide what he will kill first.  It's just a matter of time before he starts kicking some rodent ass!

Weeks passed....  No carnage.  Not even a teensy bit of carnage.

Then, one day....

Me:  Hey,Yellow Kitty!  What's that over there?!?



Are you talking to me?

Me:  Do you see anyone else around here with the stupid name Yellow Kitty???

Point taken.



What?

Me:  Dammit YK!  Look over there!!!

WTF???

That is the ugliest cat I've ever seen.

Me:  It's a fucking 'possum you lazy ass!!!!  Get it the fuck out of here!!!

Your sister said you were funny....

Me:  Yeah.  I'm a riot.