Quill and I were playing under the kitchen table with this great paper sack. Mom was chilling in her chair and then it happened. The sack handle wrapped itself around my kitten neck. I ran to try to escape it's evil clutches... but it followed me! All over the kitchen and into the living room. I was freaked! Quill was freaked and so was Mom.
Apparently the sack had never turned rogue and attacked before. Quill and Mom were in hot pursuit of the sack but I was faster!
At some point the coffee table clutched at the sack and I was able to free myself. I ran right under the sideboard. It took all my family and a line of 5 kitten biscuits to coax me out.
Mom threw the evil sack out or I would have bunny kicked and chewed it like this nip bird. Until we meet again sack!
You'll kick its sorry butt next time, we are sure of that. PS: you are the cutest lil mankitten!
ReplyDeleteOh, that happened to me once with a plastic bag! I was not supposed to be messing with it, but I couldn't resist checking it out - and it got me around the neck! My human had to chase me down to get it off me. Because of that, she always remembers to cut the handles of paper bags we play with because she does not want to see a repeat!
ReplyDeleteaaiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteWe would've needed at LEAST seven Kitten biscuits!
You are one brave mankitteh!
Oh Grayson! That musta been so scary! I should know...that happened to me one time with an evil plastic bag. I hate those bags now.
ReplyDeleteWally
sadly you have not been the first kitten attacked by the bag monster, but it is impressive that you were able to defeat it so heartily!
ReplyDeleteNow that is TOTALLY scary! Wes happy that yous escaped the bag's evil clutches and told us about it...me is being furry watchful!
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Nellie
Even the Big Guy like me, It's no way I will deal with the evil bag !!!! Whew !...Luckily you escaped.
ReplyDeleteKudos to You ; )
xoxo
Glad you escaped alive. You never know what the day will bring. Good thing it headed straight to the garbage. Now, stay away from bags, ok. Hugs, Deb
ReplyDeleteYou poor little thing. That hasn't happened to us yet, but if it does, it will probably happen to Truffle because of her curiosity.
ReplyDeleteWe are glad you escaped the evil sack, Greyson. They can be dangerous to kitties. We're glad your mom threw it away.
ReplyDeleteWhew! What a nightmare, sweet one. That must have scared Mommy as badly as you. We had a rogue sack one time, now our Mommy snips the handles with the scissors. Same great sound with no strangulation potential. xoxoxoxo
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness! A rogue sack sounds horrible! Next time, turn on it and give it the bitey!
ReplyDeleteWhat a terrifying experience! We're so glad help was at paw!
ReplyDeletePurrs,
The Chans
Mr Sack's days are numbered!
ReplyDeleteAhhh, little Grayson, every self-respecting cat has its own nemesis. For me it's the evil twig. I'm glad you mastered the first encounter so well!
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Siena Snowfox
we are so sorry you were attacked like that - how very scary!! Mo was attacked once too.....and mom LAUGHED at him. Be glad your new mom is nicer than that
ReplyDeleteWe're glad you escaped that evil bag, darling Greyson and happy to see you are getting your nip on, silly boy!..Have a fun week, sweet friends...xoxo...Calle, Halle, Sukki.
ReplyDeletePoor baby-We're sure you could have kicked it's paper butt but lucky Mom threw it out! Now you know how Quill and Mom will always help you if you get in trouble.
ReplyDeleteThose rogue sacks are the worst. We are so glad that Quill and the Mom were there to rescue you and also glad you weren't hurt Grayson.Love the line of 5 biscuits. What a good idea. Take care.
ReplyDeleteThat's why I ALWAYS cut the handles off of them!! Thank goodness you are ok!
ReplyDeleteWhere does your Mom find the CUTEST kitties in the world?
I sure am glad you were able to escape sweet Grayson! Smetimes those bags do bad things!
ReplyDeleteI hate the sack Monster. He's very mean!
ReplyDeleteBe careful next time!
Purrs
Grayson, we hope you don't have PTSD (post traumatic sack disorder) now. That must have been frightening. Though we know you are pretty brave and will shake the experience off.
ReplyDeleteMOL We are sure the sack was no match for you.
ReplyDeleteSorry the bag attacked you! They can be scary.
ReplyDeleteOh....I used to be attacked by the bag monster when I was a tot. Mom doesn't trust the evil things anymore and she takes scissors and chops off their handles before they can hurt me....uh kinda like neut....uh...never mind.
ReplyDelete::cough::
Cory
Master Greyson, glad you weren't over
ReplyDeletetaken by the ebil bag of doom.
Good thing you had a nippy bird on paw to help calm your nerves.
xoxo
Ms. Stella O'Houligan
FaRADaY: oh my CAT. That sack monster's been visiting over HERE too. *shudder*
ReplyDeleteHiya Greyson!
ReplyDeleteMy name is Kitshka and I'm a friend of Quill! I like Quill furry much! So be nice to him, purrlease.
Purrs