Furbag's Bane

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

I wake up this morning to find out there’s NO Goddam Bacon for me on a Saturday morning. Not only that, all week he’s been serving my up this rubbish in a sachet, and blaming ME because I don’t want to eat SHIT. WTF!!! If Skinbag doesn’t get a job soon, I’m going to rip his eyes out of his sockets, and scoop his brain out with my paws and eat that for my next Saturday morning Big Breakfast! This pussy expects a certain standard of living, and that’s what she’s going to have again. I’ll give HIM the COSMOS – right back up the arse…

Beginning to wonder whether Skinbag is ever coming home!! Apparently he’s lording it up in Sydney…

I wonder if it’s got anything to do with the Furball I dumped under his feet in the kitchen the the other night: he seemed to disappear not long after that…

What does he expect when he dishes me up crap!

Brrr…. Goddam Skinbag tossed me out in the cold like some sort of stuffed toy this morning. Good thing SOMEONE cares about my welfare, checks on my food bowl and let’s me in…although perhaps a couple of hot water bottles in the Skinbag’s bed wouldn’t go astray. I’ll have to work on that one!

Anyway Skinbag is MIA now, and I’ve no entertainment now for the night! That’s one whack of the paw for him when he eventually shows!

I’m beginning to wonder if Skinbag’s got another Pussy on the side…Bastard’s just never fucking home anymore! But guilt factor did score me another tin of the expensive food tonight! 🙂

Skinbag = 0 vs Furbag 1…Game, Set, MATCH!

Goddam skinbag!

I spent 13 furfricking freezing hours out in the yard last bloody night thanks to a negligent skinbag. NOT A HAPPY PUSSY!! So his pathetic excuses have run thin.

Left this blog down for months, all on the excuse of can’t be bothered getting the www & blogs up. Well this morning after beating the crap out of him for the above crime, I biffed him about the head until he reconfigured Furbag’s Bane to be working again.

Once upon a time it was just being left out for a few hours…but now it’s a matter of Skinbag being gone for days now…supposedly excused by a new job!

Argh!!! Damn skinbags!

Anyway, he’s capitulated and now the blog’s back. So more abuse will be forthcoming just as soon as I calm down enough to be less likely to kill him.

MeowWWWW!

*heh* Got the Skinbag on his toes again with the food! Nothing like a Furball Combo in a well chosen spot to fix a food argument! 🙂

Byron’s not allowed to go home until 07:06 at least!! There’s been no bribe this week. Grrrrr.

Well while Skinbag is going beserk with Boardgames, my food cupboard is dwindling fast!! If he thinks the excuse of “nightshift” is going to save him he’s sadly mistaken.

Instead of going to the supermarket for MY food this morning, he’s on the internet ordering more games when he’s not even got to play the last lot that arrived. I spread bits from arsehole to breakfast over the weekend when he was wasting time testing instead of the Food Run. Damned if he isn’t getting a biffing in the morning if he’s in bed before he’s been to that supermarket for my goddam food!

Skinbag’s recent lack of cooperation is disturbing. But I will enjoy the “rewards”.

Well Egg Nog didn’t take long…

What’s next…hmmm…