My cat, Cud, is 12, and she is slowly going crazy from the madness, sleeping all day and coming out only when she hears you pour a bowl of cereal or open a container of yogurt.
My dog, Jonah, is a sicko, and he steals our shoes when we aren't home just because he really likes it when we scold him upon finding one laying around the house somewhere.
My kitten, Zeke (or Ezekiel, if you will), is crazy, and he isn't afraid of anything, not Jonah's massive paws or Cud's hard hits, not water, vacuum cleaners, my step-dad's loud voice, not the great outdoors, or even me kicking him. However, Zeke will become paralyzed with fear (the "Halloween cat" stance) if someone near him stands up too fast??
I can't help but feel I am to blame for all of this.
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