Christie's CATastrophe

Letter C of the Alphabet about a girl who is given A LOT of cats.

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“Meow...meow… MEOW!!!” I awoke and was startled by my black eared and white bodied cat’s meows.

“Frisco? What's wrong?” I asked and all he did was meow back.

“Okay fine don’t answer me.” I said as I shuffled out of bed. I got dressed and made my way downstairs. I have 3 cats only because I'm 30 and technically have missed the marrying age. It’s really funny because what people say about not marrying and then having a bunch of cats, well that’s me and my life.

I reached the bottom of my stairs and was waiting to see my orange cat and my full black cat. But instead of seeing them i see something worse and i also think i know why my other cat was meowing before.

“Holy Cow! That’s A LOT of cats!” I say aloud before staring out at the cat paradise I have in my family room. There are cats of every color in my living room on almost every belonging i have.

“Great, now I'mma have to get a bunch of cat fur off my stuff.” I walk over to my door to find a letter slid underneath it. I quickly open it and read it. But before I could even start, all the cats started meowing at different paces, and volumes and I was very confused.

“OH MY GOSH CATS! SHUT UP!!!!” Then there was silence. “Thank god!” Then I continued.

Dear tenant. I know you own 3 cats and that’s against the rules no matter what.

So, I'm going against my own rules and giving you 10 more cats, good luck. Sayonara, Christie! From your kind, neighborhood landlord. P.S, please take good care of the cats, they NEED you

I dropped my head. My landlord has always been pretty strict about animals and I've kept it a secret for a while but I guess it can't be hidden for too long, can it?

“Crap, i’m really gonna need more cat stuff.” I said, annoyingly while looking at the cats in front of me.

“Meow.” There was a cat staring up at me.

“What? What are YOU staring at? What, because I said crap? Well, crap.” I said.