Isis The Goddess

After bowling, we went back to Marcos and Ed's (my almost home away from home) to hang out and watch Eddie Izzard. Marcos has a cat named Isis who absolutely hates me. I'm not quite sure why especially because most animals really like me. Every time I go there, I try to pet her and be her friend and she runs from me. Even if I feed her.

Next to the couch there's this huge cat jungle gym thing that she likes to climb on and sit way at the top. I was sitting on the couch next to her "throne". All the sudden she starts getting all crazy making noise and jumping around like a chimpanzee. I look at and realize that she is staring me down. Her pupils are getting larger by the minute and she has this crazed look in her eyes. We all start laughing. James gets up to get her. She's fine until he sits next to me with her and she pretty much goes limp in his arms like she's playing dead. He holds her and she stares me down and tries to sloooowly back away. haha! Expect more blogs about this cat. I know it's just a matter of time before she attempts to rip my throat out.