[ WP ] You are a cat and your home is being burglarized . Do everything you must to foil their plans and alert your owner .

The sound of glass breaking awoke me from my slumber, `` Who dares wake me at this hour!'' I hissed emerdeing from my cardboard kingdom, I was sure to give Mr. Squeekums a good swat, useless rat was supposed to be keeping guard, it jingled daintly, preheats I'll play with him later to teach it a lesson. 
 
 The sound must have alerted the youn man that so rudely disturbed me, the smell of sweat and fear reached my nose. It was a human after all, and humans are only good for giving me food and the occasional cuddle. I gave a small meow, perhaps this ne human will give me food. 
 
 Putting on all of my charm I rub up against his leg, letting my back arch ever so slightly, my owner loves this, usually scooping me up in her arms and letting me ride on her shoulders. But lo, to my horror and pride, this mak kicked me hard in the side. I found myself spinnin upon the hard wood floor hitting the wall. 
 
 Angered I hissed loudly, so this is the game the human wanted to play. From under the sofa, the place of my temporary retreat, I watched as the man began playing with my masters picture box, not even I, Princess was allowed to go near it. I ran from my cover and lept on the mans back, sinking my teeth into the back of his neck, `` do n't touch that!'' I yowled. The man howled in pain, I found myself again being tossed across the room, this time landing upon my castle. The man seemed to have forgotten the picture box, he stood over me, a large metal stick in his hand. 
 
 All daintiness forgotten, this was indeed a bad man, making as much noise as I could I sprang at his face. My silky soft paws becoming flying knives of fury, how could my master sleep throug that? I wondered. 
 
 Suddenly the world became bright and filled with a dazzling blue light ( can cats see blue? ) several men in black suits rushed in. Frightened I left my pray and ran through the open door, I had never been outside before. `` Princess!'' Came a desperate cry, footsteps approached the bush I hid in. It was my master, dressed in her nighttime clothing. To my relief she picked me up and held me close. Although I honestly do n't understand what had happened last night, the next day I found myself sleeping in a new much bigger cardboard castle, and Mr. Squeekums as a new Mrs. To look after. Satisfied I curled up in a ball, I am now a warrior princess after all.
