Psycho Kitty

Such a sweet face and such beautiful green eyes.  Her fur is soft and silky, but she's no cuddly ball of fluff.  She's nosy, noisy, mischievous and quarrelsome.  No big old tomcat or human is going to tell her what to do. 

Poor misunderstood Salem.  She's not asking much.  All she wants to do is rule the world.  Or at least rule the household and her siblings.  And she'll do whatever it takes to get her way, including the use of physical violence.  Two of her siblings fear her.  Her other feline housemates tend to fight back. 

Although she's kind of a bully and very pushy, she's sensitive and her feelings are often hurt.  Nothing hurts her feelings as bad as not getting her way.  And when she doesn't get her way, she behaves even worse.

Even though she can be extremely maddening, she has her sweet moments.  And it's a damn good thing she does.  She also does such weird things, it's hard not to laugh at her antics.  Last week, she drove me so crazy,  I decided her middle name must be 666. 

It's taken a while, but I finally understand her, sort of.  She's not being a she-devil to be perverse.  She's just being herself, a little fiend.  She really can't help it.  So what if I answer the phone and she tries to help me.  Big deal if the wind blows the wrong way causing her to climb the drapes.  As long as she doesn't blind her siblings or make me want to throttle her, all is good.  It's just Salem hearing the call of the wild and obeying it..