I Am Stealth Kitty

Hi everyone, Katie 

Thank you for your deep concern and comments you have shared regarding my food and litter box plight. In the face of intruders and houseguests, especially those bearing pajamas and toothbrushes, I have been forced to resort to extreme measures to insure my safety and well being.

I Am Stealth Kitty.

As Stealth Kitty I am able to slink through the townhouse in the wee hours of the night without detection. I am able to pass through the living room where the intruders in feet pajamas snore away, oblivious to my stealth-like moves, and continue into the kitchen where my food and water dish wait quietly for me. After a quick refueling, I move on, slithering down the steps to the danger zone known as the guest (intruder) sleeping room. I must enter the room undetected, sneak silently past the bed and finally, into the bathroom. MY bathroom. This is where my box resides. Mind you I must pass within only 3 feet of the smelly snorer as they snooze away on one of MY beds. I also take great care to limit the fervor with which I dig in my box. The last thing I need is a middle-of-the night close encounter in my bathroom.

Once my business is done I quickly exit the intruders room and make my way up the winding staircases of the townhouse. Another quick pit stop for sustenance.

It's dark and scary, but my mask gives me secret night vision powers. And my cape keeps me safe from flying blankets or pillows should the sleeping intruders regain consciousness and become defensive.

I Am Stealth Kitty.

But you won't hear me roar.