While my husband was at work I noticed the demon cat fluffy thing was glaring at me.
"What?" I asked.
"I'm hungry." It replied.
"Okay, and?"
"I require nutrition. Feed me."
"What do you even eat?"
"The souls of the guilty" it said in a weird voice.
"Grilled cheese it is."
"YOU CANT GIVE A CAT A GRILLED CHEESE! YOU MORON!" It shouted.
"Fine, we'll go to the pet store I guess."
And so we went to the pet store. And yes, I took the demon cat with me.
Upon arriving to the store, I decided to get a cart and picked up the cat, placing it in the cart.
I walked around the cat section, pushing the cart. Turns out, there is a lot of options for cat food.
"Human, I want shrimp flavor." It pointed with it's fuzzy little paw.
"Dry kibble or canned food?"
"Obviously canned, you moron human!"
"Okay, okay, geez… calm down."
I grabbed a couple cans of shrimp food and suddenly saw the cat toys.
You can't blame me for getting distracted, they were very cute.
"Aw, look! It's a little mouse… with catnip."
"Catnip?! Where!" It turned it's head quickly.
Turns out, even demon cats like catnip.
…
It was around 5:00 pm when my husband came home.
He opened the door and stood speechless.
He first glanced at the demon cat running around in circles with the toy mouse, effected by the catnip.
He then glanced back at me and where I sat on the couch, watching the little crazy demon kitty.
"Honey… what. Did. You. Do?" He said slowly.
"I went to the pet store." I replied calmly.
I was then banned from giving the demon cat any more catnip.