My sister’s cat is the devil incarnate. You don’t believe me? Just look at this face:
What?! That didn’t convince you? Well how about a little story. This morning Chris walked upstairs (we currently live with my sister) for a cup of coffee. Ansel (AKA Devil Cat) was laying on the kitchen floor. Out of nowhere he pounces on Chris’s foot, digs his teeth in and claws the crap out of him. Here’s a picture after the blood was cleaned up:
Ok. Ok. I know what you’re thinking. It’s not that bad, right? Well you would be wrong. It IS that bad to be attacked by Satan before you’ve even had your first cup of coffee in the morning. Oh… and this attack was unprovoked I might add.
I know I showed you a picture of
Ansel Devil Cat already, but I think this picture shows a much truer representation:
I’m warning you! If you see this cat, don’t let his little face and his purring distract you. Back away and get out of there! Don’t say I didn’t warn you.