I Am NOT A Stupid Cat! by Spunky Doodle

Yesterday I was on my cat tree and had to get down.  Well, Gerard was sitting in the gold chair next to it reading a book.  All I did was jump down to the chair like usual but his arm was there and my back claws ACCIDENTALLY scratched his arm.  He yelled, "Stupid cat, what's wrong with you?"  I didn't mean to hurt him but he had no cause calling me stupid.  I am a very smart cat if I do say so myself.  I am an excellent hunter, a good actress (just watch some of my videos to see for yourself), and I know everything that goes on around here.  I even blog as you can see.  How dare he call me stupid. 

He really hurt my feelings so Karen pet me up nice and told him over and over that it was an accident and I didn't mean to hurt him.  He acts like he's the only one who ever got scratched around here.  Karen gets scratched now and then and she doesn't call me stupid.  All he seems to care about lately is that dog of his, Abby. 

Karen put a shoe box on the dining room table though so that cheered me up.  I went and sat in it for about 20 minutes.  I was very pleaseed that I could fit.  Since Gerard is a hockey fan, Karen told him I was in the penalty box for scratching him but even that didnt seem to calm him down.  He hasn't pet me since so I guess he's still made at me.