Category : Diary/Journal

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   So I don't normally do this, but the guy that owns me is just weird. Right, he acts all nice, but what is it that's really behind the mask. Oh, so you want to know how I became my beloved house-pet to him. Well the story, on a spring morning he came into a pet store and saw me through the window. I thought this guy looked kind of gullible, so I did what any other normal cat would do and whined. I guess he's more gullible than most, because he fell for it in an instant. Not only that, but whenever he saw me whine, he asked the work to open up the cage.
   He not only took the bait, but whenever he picked me up I decided to play on it a little more. I acted all sweet and cuddly, rubbing my head up and down his arms. When he picked me up I just loved it, so easy to trick him into thinking I'm some lovable house pet. What am I, well you'll just have to find that out later. Anyway, he opened up that wallet, and adopted me right on the spot. After he took me home, I was about two at the time. I couldn't believe that place he took me to. This house sure ain't Noah's Ark. 
   Anyway, after he is taking me home and I got settled, he took the calling me by my name Gideon. Sometimes, he would take the calling me Sir Gideon, or his little lion. If he knew how much I was a little lyin, those creeps in the government would've gotten there hands on me again. Man, couldn't stand those suits and gloved creeps. I guess I made out like a bandit with where I live, free food, free shelter, I guess the litter box is okay. I guess one of these days he'll find me out. Shhhhhh......here he comes now. Bye!