God I hate the house cat. The landlords are away and I have to put up with the nonsence of having to listen to him moaning about the lack of food. I am not in charge of keeping the cat happy but it still annoys me to the death. Sometimes he would meow outside my window at 2am in the morning trying to get into the house. And he isn't even cute like those fluffy cats down the street who would follow me to town and wait for my return. No, this is one of those ugly thin cats. I seriously considered skinning him and having cat meat for dinner.