Roomate to the Rescue

Sunday morning my roomate became my newest hero.

As I was trying to seperate chicken from the bones to make chicken & dumplings (more on that disaster later) I heard my roomate hysterically screeching my name.

I came in the living room to find my roomate, still in her jammies, standing in front of the open living room door. Running down the street were two extremely unkempt Chows (the dogs that look like lions? Only this one was so matted it looked more like a wierd form of Dred locks!). The roomate proceeds to tell me that that Chow attacked Psychokitty and the Demon Spawn Horde!!!! He tried to EAT Stripey!!!! Psychokitty sprung into action, leaping on his back with claws extended (Normally quite effective, but not so much this time due to the afore-mentioned doggie dred locks) The roomate saw the problem, grabbed a rake, and started hitting him with the handle. But the dog STILL kept attacking the kittens! He just looked at the roomate like "Huh? Is that supposed to hurt?" Finally Psychokitty got off of him and scratched him right across the face, as the roomate was still beating him with the rake handle!

I came out to a halfway hysterical roomate, and three cats up a very high tree! I finally coaxed Psychokitty down with some chicken... (sound effects were like this... *claws scratching on the wood as the cat skidded diagonally down the tree*... *claws scratching on the wood as she skidded the opposite direction*... *THWACK as the kitty hit the ground*... in any other situation I would have been amused by this... but since she still had to get two little furrballs out of the tree, I was pretty worried.) I petted and loved Psychokitty, who was deeply distraught and wanted love more than chicken... I checked her over, no bleeding. The kittens looked okay, although they were still pretty far up the tree.

So all in all, the roomate saved the day! All she needs is a cape and a cool new name!

Categories: Psychokitty, Funny