Day #17 - Routine Torture

The cat that lives in our house is a pain. It finds new ways to irritate my father and I on a regular basis.

The cat's tactics:
- shoving its butt in my face.
- catching mice outside and bringing them into the kitchen and letting them go.
- running silently up (or down) the dark steps in front of me so as to make me trip.
- laying on the very clothes you are trying to put on for the day.
- holding secret hallway meetings with the dog.
- climbing onto the roof of the house and then complaining about the jump down.
- attacking my feet while I sleep.
- prolifically cuddling with and rubbing against my feet whenever it finds me barefoot.

Since the cat bothers me, I torture it back. Nothing illegal or cruel, just obnoxious.

My tactics:
- flicking the cat in the face with my toe when it is trying to smootch with my foot.
- throwing objects in the general vicinity... like tissue boxes.
- meowing at it until it comes over and then ignoring it.
- locking it in the basement. (Not cruel. It's got food, water and the litterbox down there.)

But the other day I found perhaps my favorite way to mess with the cat: make it look ridiculous. I discovered that if I take pictures of it on my phone while using the flash, the cat goes cross-eyed in the picture. The best part? The dumb thing doesn't try to get away or ever avert its eyes. Just keeps staring right at me.

Cross-eyed cats look ridiculous.

So naturally I took several pictures of the cat cross-eyed and laughed my head off.