
Whenever I go into my games room I want to kill the little *******. Not content with ruining my room on his own he appears to be bringing all his neighbourhood mates into the back room to join in the chaos.
My PDI glass is covered in paw prints. There's a whiff under one of the machines so I'm guessing it didn't like the rain and didn't want to use the cat flap. How the holy **** can a cat produce something the size and shape of a cow pat?

Yup, there's also a new hair ball vomited up on one of the back boxes. Grrr.
A bit of fumigation later and it's semi-inhabitable again. Started to work on a game and reached for my multimeter. Discovered my hand covered in sticky stuff.
****ing little ****hole





Trust me if I catch the ****er today it's going to get a multimeter probe shoved right up it's ****hole

Makes me feel a lot less guilty about the time it jumped inside the coin door of my TAF and I shut the ******* inside for 24 hours by mistake.
Seriously the thing is ****ed in the head. It loves to crap everywhere except for outside. It even crawled into the washing machine to have a dump a while ago. My daughter loves it to pieces so I can't take it to the vet for a date with a needle.