Snarky Gray English Accented Kitty

 When asked any question, I find I am editing the first 3 to 4 things I want to speak. 

There are also times that I have found I am for some reason, in some unknown manner I am what causes others confusion. 

At least I am not boring. 

Here are some of the answers I have found leaving my lips as of late. {Nope there is no context on these, way more fun that way.}


"Why are you here?"

~ Death sent me, left something behind.

~The cat told me you would be here. 

~ I am bored, there's a full moon, & I have had far too many pixie sticks.

~ You went to my funeral; I only wanted you to know what a huge waste of time that was.

~ I have visions, {just accept it, saves time} I either have to save you, or destroy you. Wanna have a caffeinated drink & figure it out?

~ I wanna pet the KITTY! 

~ You owe me a favor. {Why do they always run when I say this?}

~ Took a long drive, ended up here. So, who the fuck are you?

~ I lost my glasses; do you happen to have them?

~ A Ghostie drew me a map. {No, you cannot see it, never mind that it is in crayon} led me here.

~ I was bored.

~ I was called here. {You either get it or you don't}

~ Old Gypsy Lady? Yeah, she dropped me off. Something about not being able to make heads or tails of my not-so-there lifeline. {Oh, and I seem to have caused her headache and owe her a strong drink? Do you have any RUM?}

~ Because my moral compass works. Yours? Not so much.

~ Mostly? Someone wished me here. 

~ Snarky Hot English Dude, trench coat? I bet my shattered soul is alive, sent me. He should be along at some point.

~ My beautiful Gray, also snarky as fuck, English accented cat, said you needed help. {Yes, I know it is odd, but he does speak, just go with it?}


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