Furbag's Bane

One Human + One Cat = BDSM and quite a bit of fun…

Well it seems that I’ve a new patch, courteousy of Skinbag. Lot’s of room to pounce around on the inside, and an absolute crap load of turf (figuratively) on the outside. I can see that I’m going to need a pommer for the backyard in a few years for the walk up, but the way down will be sweet!

Apparently I’m getting my own access so I won’t have to wait on that bloody Skinbag to open the door for me each time I want in or out. Life is good as a Furbag!

I may have to consider forgiving Skinbag for his transgression with the Cage for a few hours a week or so ago. He may have actually done something right for a change…

That Skinbag bastard threw me in a cage yesterday and dragged me off out to some new house! Damn lucky for him that my bed turned up before the end of the night, or he’d have been picking claws out of his arse first time he turned his back on me!

On a calmer and more positive note, it’s not bad at all, and I can see many opportunities for entertainment coming up! Lot’s of wood…

Skinbag’s definitely up to something today, and it’s smells distinctly like Seafood! Where the fuck is all my Shit going?

Damn I wish I’d had Skinbag take those shiny clippers he does his beard with, to me and turn me into a walking camel toe. Unfortunately I’d hate to think anyone mistook me for a rat or a Chihuahua! Still, today is much better, and I scored Egg Nog. Life is good…

The saying is a “bird in a cage”, NOT a “CAT in a cage”. I’m watching you Skinbag!

My whiskers are bristling with suspicion!

Damned Skinbag is up to something. I can’t put my paw on it just yet, but he’s being too considerate. However he dared to ignore my banging on the door and rattling on the windows and he’s prattling on about Toe Rings now! Think a swipe or two across the face just as he’s nearly drifted off to sleep is in order…

Perhaps, I’ll just keep pushing him in his sleep until he falls out of bed too!

Once again a prime example of why Skinbag is a second rate species!!

It seems that I’m engaged in a territorial dispute with an interloper over the last few days. Well if that Fluff Arse thinks that just because I’m comfortable in my middle age, means I won’t whip his arse…he’s going to burn! *Sharpens Claws on Skinbag’s bookcase*. Not my fault the grass was wet and I slipped!

Well finally Skinbag’s better mood for the last day or so has an explanation! Seems there’ll be some cash rolling in again and the crap that he’s been feeding me will once more improve! Also he won’t be under my paws all bloody day from next week and a cat can have a bit of peace and quiet again. From what I gather he’ll be home in the evenings again, and that means I won’t have to miss out on my daily beating up on him when he gets home.