Coincidence? I think not...

This is a repost from a previous blog. Now you will understand why I call the thing that dwells within my home the 'alien buffoon'. Read on, if you dare!

January 24, 2007
Well, it has been four months since the creature arrived. And it is staying. My friend is completely enamored with it and takes it on trips with her. She thinks it is a “pet”, nay a companion. Something akin to what myself and The Other Cat provide. The pain of such an insult may never leave my heart. But, she has been completely fooled by this buffoon. It is no more a “pet” than I am a cab driver. I would choose the word “pest” over “pet” to describe the presence of this thing. I shiver.

Recently, I have come to new conclusions regarding the origin of the buffoon, thus explaining my long absence from my blog. I have spent much of the winter months reviewing cinematic footage that explains the details and inner workings of the great battle between good and evil; light versus dark; big versus small. Yes, I have perused the gamut of classical themes detailing profound conflict via film. These studies have led me to believe that our lovely planet has been invaded by small, unkempt creatures, lacking intelligible communication skills, and wielding small sticks. They are insidious things that have completely fooled the people into believing they are cute!

Take a moment for yourself. I know it is shocking.

Based upon my research it is apparent that these “Ewoks” have successfully insinuated themselves into our world as these terrible companion pests. But on their own planet, these creatures spin their little pea brains and develop more plans to insert their own kind into other civilizations.

Ah, but back to my friend. Is it really her fault that she has been fooled by this other-worldly creature? I can’t blame her. I can only show her how to deal with him. Fortunately, he is completely under my power. They can be easily controlled with a series of rapid bats to the nose.

I can only protect her.

The Other Cat is still in shock and tries to attack it. They do battle daily. Unfortunately, the thing has large jaws that have more than once nipped her. She doesn’t realize that she could pop him one on the nose (she has claws!) and he would be hers to rule. She is young.