Ok, so I have to tell you how I came to live with my Meem and Peem. When I was just a baby (about a month old, Meem thinks), some jerk dumped me and my siblings into a field outside Buffalo, NY. I don't remember much before that. (Peem thinks I hatched from an alien pod. I don't know. Maybe). I got separated from my siblings, but somehow I saw this guy standing by the side of the road. So I yelled at him and he picked me up. This was my Peem's brother-in-law, Scott. He was working on a road crew. He said he saw a hawk circling the field while a big mower was mowing it and he thinks my siblings got eaten by a hawk - or run over by the mower. He looked for them but all he found was me.
I made Scott take me back to his hotel room. He didn't have any food for me to eat, so I yelled at him. I kept yelling until he took me to Agway and asked the girl what to feed a kitten. I yelled at her too. She told him the right food to get, so I know she understood what I said, even though she was just a woman. I had to stay in Scott's truck during the week while he finished working, so I got used to vehicles - I like going for rides. Riding in cars is cool. I also like watching cars go by from my tower. Cars are cool. But back to my story.
Scott finally took me home that weekend. Scott had a big, dumb dog that almost ate me. He picked me up and I fit inside his mouth. Now that was real bullshit. I didn't come to planet Earth to get eaten by a dumb dog. I came to this planet to rule over dogs.
My future Meem and Peem were visiting their hometown that weekend. Peem's sister said she had a cute kitty that she wanted to show us and walked in with me:
I made Scott take me back to his hotel room. He didn't have any food for me to eat, so I yelled at him. I kept yelling until he took me to Agway and asked the girl what to feed a kitten. I yelled at her too. She told him the right food to get, so I know she understood what I said, even though she was just a woman. I had to stay in Scott's truck during the week while he finished working, so I got used to vehicles - I like going for rides. Riding in cars is cool. I also like watching cars go by from my tower. Cars are cool. But back to my story.
Scott finally took me home that weekend. Scott had a big, dumb dog that almost ate me. He picked me up and I fit inside his mouth. Now that was real bullshit. I didn't come to planet Earth to get eaten by a dumb dog. I came to this planet to rule over dogs.
My future Meem and Peem were visiting their hometown that weekend. Peem's sister said she had a cute kitty that she wanted to show us and walked in with me:
Meem and Peem took me back to the city that they lived in to see if they could find a home for me. They tried to keep me in a laundry basket for the ride home. I didn't like that. I jumped out and curled up on my Meem's lap in the front seat. She was a woman, so she had to do what I wanted. She even covered me with a towel. I slept like the baby I was for the entire two hour ride back to their city.
They couldn't find a home for me. I guess nobody wanted a cute kitten. I've always been misunderstood. I decided that I wanted to live with Meem and Peem, so I just yelled at them until they understood my command. Being humans, they did as they were told.
That's how my Meem and Peem got stuck with me. My alien pod landed in a field in Buffalo, I was picked up by Peem's brother-in-law, sent to Peem's sister and then given to my Peem. I love my Peem. He's a man. Men rule. It was destiny. Even though she's a woman, Meem's o.k., especially when she remembers to feed me.
(*Editor's Note- The question is left as an exercise for the reader.)
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