I don’t know much about vampire hunters other than what I’ve seen on both Vampire Hunter D movies, but my vampire hunter has this black cat named Sebastian who is a load of trouble and a lot of fun. His favorite activities are getting out of the apartment to eat bugs and hide Marlena’s panties under the bed for later.
So writing this bit made me laugh because…hell, it was funny having a pet that did all sorts of strange things, right? Because I had a black cat named Bandit that used to poop under my bed when I was a teen. But he was a superb mouser.
So writing about this particular black cat made me think of him and so many others whose antics were the stuff of legends and memories.
I tossed them into the small hamper next to the door, then went on the hunt for my own clothes and found them to be in three separate locations–with my panties stuffed partly under the bed towards the end.
I was at a momentary loss as to how this could’ve happened and then I suddenly remembered something.
Damn. I thought with hot embarrassment; turning to the one and only thief in the house who had the balls to pull something like this off time and again.
“Sabby, you little pervert!” I scolded him in a whisper–looking at his beautiful yellow eyes in passing. “If I told you once, I have told you countless times: No stealing Mommy’s panties!”
But my cat just bumped up against my legs while I wore a disgusted look on my face.
“You better not have peed on them again, you little monster.” I growled, holding my panties to my nose and doing a sniff test.
Nope. My cat was in the clear this time. No smelling of funky cat pee. Nothing to suggest he was marking them for his very own…this time.