You created her didn't you... her and her siblings... of course I picked the cute little sickly one... the most evil of them all... it started out with simple gas... well hardly simple... the smelliest gas I've ever encountered from any creature, big or small... Then it was those awful claws that she refused to let me trim (she's gotten better about it now...) Of course she still knows how to use them in the most evil ways, climbing up me when she wants to sneak up and use the computer, writing dirty messages to attractive men to get me in trouble... bad kitty... Then the tiny little thing who can't weigh more than 5 pounds can knock over the garbage can with a full case of soda sitting on top of it, just to get out the empty steak package, of course spilling out every rotten thing we'd just cleaned out of the fridge... Oh, and of course, she cant resist the urge to oh so delicately use her teeth to gently spin the tuning pegs on my guitar to detune just ONE string when I'm not looking, so when I go to record something BAM! all out of whack...
Then, in the morning, sneak attack... bounces right on my head... is she trying to suffocate me???