The following post is about Scratchen, my cat. Before you ask something stupid like, WTF does this have to do with demons?!—like one person in a Facebook group to which I post links to this blog, in fact, did—consider how you'll look to those who made a remedial effort to know WTF where you made none: lazy, pointless, hate-filled and uncompelled by a world-sized factory of motivation. Point being is, read all the posts about Scratchen, and figure it the F out before you open your F mouth, MF. Second point: Scratchen and I are fine, thank you for asking that first, you hateful piece of S... Third point, while I'm on a roll: until your cat traverses time and space for you, I'll decide WTF is and WTF isn't. On Friday, October 19th, at 10:30 PM, Scratchen was admitted to a local animal hospital with symptoms of congestive heart failure, specifically, difficulty breathing, loss of appetite, severe lethargy and muscle weakness. Although a tumor near he
My inevitable demise, daily.