She's never leaving again...

It's time to take extreme measures.  Mom FINALLY got home after being gone for 6 long days.  I didn't know if she was ever coming back...usually she's gone for like 3 days at the max.  At least she didn't leave me completely alone.  She dropped me off at my ex mom's house but I soon realized that "he" was there.  Yeah, that beagle they call Rudy.  Well it wasn't long after I got there that the face off began. I'm proud to report that after only a short time, the score was Chuck: 1, Rudy: 0.  Just the way I like it.

Anyway, ever since mom got home I've been doing everything I can to keep her put. 

This includes, but not limited to:

The Lock 'N Hold

She need socks and underwear, right?  No chance if I camp out here!

Booted to the bottom drawer, but still effective!

P.S. There's no need to point out the fact that the drawers are slightly tilted downwards. I'm pretty sure it came like that...

What Have I Done?!?!

It's a sad day folks. The loveable, sweet, innocent kitty that you all thought I was is gone. As it turns out, I'm a ferocious killer. Stay away.

Let me take you through the terrible turn of events. At first, I was excited that I found a new friend. We were playing and having a great time together. I get a little hyper when I make new friends though, and I must have gotten a little rough with him. Before I knew it, my new friend had lost a leg. Then his head. I'm so ashamed...this is really hard for me to talk about, so I'll let the pictures do most of the talking for me...

This is when I realized something was wrong. I looked around frantically for someone to help...but there was nobody in sight...

I tried my darndest to revive my little friend. I pounded my fist to his chest in hope to restart that little heart of his...

I even tried mouth to mouth...

But nothing worked. I...killed...him. :'(

R.I.P. my little friend. You will never be forgotten.

Love,

Chuck