My Mother Warned Me about This

Pick the wrong friends (Thomas) and feral cats end up shitting in your bed.

Meet Mr. Trips; the newest resident of Bandera 628. He’s an orange and white feline of tiny proportions. He showed up in my garage on Saturday and has been here ever since.

His hobbies are limited to sleeping and eating.

Although I like him, he’s been getting in some trouble; the kind of trouble generally associated with peeing on a girl last night while she was sleeping in my bed.

He’s a kind cuddly fellow that I originally thought only people like Thomas could love. I purchased him a litter box and he’s assured me he’ll use it. If he keeps his promise he's allowed to stay. If not . . . R. Kelly can expect a Christmas present.

And Trips isn't his real name; it's more of a working name. Trips is short for Triple S, which is short for Sleeping Shit Stain. Other suggestions appreciated.