[ WP ] Describe an average day in the life of your character from his/her pet 's POV .

I hunch on the stairs, waiting to trip the two legged beast that confines me. He yells gibberish at me, and steps over your humble narrator. 
 
 Damned creature, calls me a `` House-cat''. Calls me a name I ca n't even pronounce. Yells at me for wanting food other than the pellets of processed crap he serves up in a little bowl on the ground. 
 
 I am Murrow, son of Marow, and I will have my revenge. The two legged beast torments me daily, had me sterilized, while he views moving pictures of disgusting two legged beasts mating. The noises they make are disturbing indeed. I wonder what my father would have done. He had more freedom, walked the earth, until the fast-movers mulched him into paste. 
 
 My mother died giving birth to me, and the two leggers stole me away. Hauw Kee-youte, a kit-ten, they said. That was years ago. Now I'm just that `` daamed kaat.''. No milk, no fish, no treats. Just those damned pellets and sitting around waiting to die. 
 
 I hate the two leggers. In a better world, they are the small ones, and I am a great and majestic giant, able to tear them apart like the lizards that foolishly wander into my territory. I can dream, at least.
