Why I Don't Like Cats

Alright, if you know me, then you do know I don't like cats. A lot of people often ask me,

"Brenda, why don't you like cats? They're adorable!" I don't think so. Nu-uh. I think cats are plotting to kill me.

Seriously.

I had a cat once, she was adorable and whatnot. Until I found out she was plotting to kill me. Okay, okay, don't call me crazy just yet. Look, she brought me dead animals. That wasn't a gift. That was a warning.

Also, after she use the litter box she kicked excessive amounts of of kitty litter, often ending everywhere. You know what that was for? Burying bodies.

Cats are just plain creepy. I mean, hiding out and watching me. What are you, Edward Cullen or something? I tell you, cats want to kill me. All of them. I recently visited a friend and she had a cat, his name was "Prince". Stupid Prince, I was petting him and he BIT me. What is up with that?

I don't know about you guys, but I'm sticking with dogs from now on.