Location: Levering, MI
It's true, I hate men. They smell like dogs.
What makes Petey so mean?
This lovely big ball of fur is Petey. Petey has a sister who is on this site, and that would be Lucy. Petey is Lucy’s unfortunate little brother. He is about four years old and is my very first cat of my own. He was given to me after our other male cat, Bo-bo, died. Petey isn’t a mean kitty to me or my mother, but to any bed spread, book, or make up brush he is. He also doesn’t like men. He especially hates my twin brother Cory. Cory likes to play helicopter with poor Petey and Petey has recently drawn blood from Cory’s cheek.
We don't need no....EDUCATION! We don't need no books, neither.
Anywho, Petey has a tendency to lay on my books while I’m trying to do my homework. If I attempt to move the books he will sink his teeth into any part of the book he can and proceed to kick it furiously with his hind legs. Once I get the book out of his grasp he will attack my bed spread, violently.
Hey, can you pour me some more Fruit Loops? I got no thumbs.
Petey is also in love with human food. He would much rather eat our food than his own. Whenever someone has lunch meat or cream cheese, he will stalk you from the kitchen to where ever you are going to enjoy your food. He will then jump on the table, bed, counter, etc. to get in your face and loudly meow at you until you cave. He is the light of my life and I love him so much, but he tends to be a brat and really, really mean to my brother and my boyfriend. Or any other male, for that matter.
Photo submitted by: Caitie