Monday, May 26, 2014

One of Life's Great Mysteries

I have a roommate.
The roommate has a cat.
Jaguar. Miss Jaggles. Cat Face. Kittypuff. Meow meow.

She is out of town.
...The roommate. 
Not the cat.
The roommate is out of town.
Roommate's vacation photo taken while running for her life
after provoking a Colorado mountain squirrel
into a carnivorous rage.
The cat has decided that the roommates' absence is her cue to go full-on
Kamikaze Vomit Rampage all over the place.
 
I still like this animal anyway, but can anyone explain why Miss Feline DemonSpawn has the need to kittybarf her feelings?
If she's lonely, can't she just come cuddle like a normal cat?