The Filthy Beast

David's cat has moved in, and he hates me.

I was sitting in the kitchen and the filthy beast came swaggering in, then jumped only half way up my kithchen cabinets.

Then, in front of me own eyes, the filthy beast then scratched and clawed his way to the top of the kitchen cabinets. Just as if he were climbing a maple tree! Where he then decided to take a nap.