You all know me. It's kind of hard not to know me. I'm one of the only cats that Pollicles are afraid of. That's me; the Great Rumpus Cat. Or, at least that's what every cat knows about me. They know everything about me but not much about what's behind it. For example;

His eyes were like fireballs, fearfully blazing

That's 100% true. I have burning red eyes. And they are rather frightening if I do say so myself. It's not exactly natural though. It's my allergies. And here's the part that's the real kick in the pants... If I wore pants, that is. Let's say 'kick in the collar' instead. I'm allergic to fur. Fur! Of all things for a cat to be allergic to I was lucky enough to get the one thing I can't get rid of! Don't think that I didn't try though. I tried ripping it out of my chest but it hurt like a bloody Peke. That's actually how I ended up getting that 'R' on my chest. I ripped out the middle part of it and screamed like a Queen in love with that Tugger fellow. I made the rest of it white with some paint I found. But my eyes are constantly itchy and burning. I can't really rub them or else I get more fur in them; which hurts even more. I don't like to talk much either; what with my nose always being stuffy. Although it does make my voice deeper and more threatening...

He gave a great yawn and his jaws were amazing

Of course they're amazing. I do try to take good care of them. After all if I'm not going to talk, all I do is give them a dazzling smile and they swoon... if they're Queens. Some times if they're Toms too. Most of the time they take it as my way of saying 'No Problem!', And it is too. But 'amazing' might be a bit of a stretch. There was this one Pollicle I came across, got a real close up look of his jaws. Now he had some amazing teeth.

And when he looked through the bars of the area; you never saw anything fiercer or hairier. And what with the glare of his eyes and his yawning...

Ah, the fur problem again. Let's not get back into that. And the jaws again; there's just something about shiny teeth that make it seem as if they can tear you apart. That's where the fierce part comes from. I am anything but fierce though; I am petrified of those damn Pekes and Pollicles. The only difference between me and the other cats is that I'm stupid enough to try to take them on. Besides, they usually run when they see my 'terrifying' red eyes.

The Pekes and the Pollicles quickly took warning

They are so easy to scare... its pathetic really. A Tom with horrible allergies is all it takes to make them whimper. Then only thing I can see that is worst then being scared by that Tom, is being that Tom. Trust me on that one. It's not exactly a walk in the park. Those human medicines for allergies don't work on cats. Trust me on that one too. It's the ultimate catnip and you hurt... a lot. I thought that I was going to die for a while when I was on it. Scary stuff.

He looked to the sky and he gave a great leap. And then every last one of them scattered like sheep.

I was looking to Heavyside and praying that it would work again. There was a few times when my appearance wasn't scary enough to get rid of them. Thankfully, there weren't any other cats around and I decided to play dead. The darn Pollicles got so confused they weren't sure what to do, and just walked off. They were really close calls. Most of the time you just have to scare one of them and the others follow the suite. Luckily there's usually a jumpy Pug there to pick on. Kind of like Demeter Queen from my Tribe. It's pretty funny actually when it works.

I wasn't quite sure what Munkustrap was on when he was singing this but he should really get some help to get off of it. Maybe someone should talk with him... Now if you'll excuse me, I got some allergies to try to tend to.

A/N: The first confession is up. Bah-day! (My new 'Hooray') I'm so happy that I finally got his up. I still have to work on the other three; I usually finish a story before I post it but... I've been jumping between fanfics that I'm writing so it's getting kind of hard now. I have six little (Loud and Disobedient) cousins at my house and I just got back from Dundee two days ago. Fun. And I'm going to Halifax on Monday to see my other cousins and get pink in my hair. Finally. Then on Thursday it's back to school. Boo. But that means that Drama and Cheerleading will be starting back up. Bah-day!

Oh, and I got 'The Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats' last Tuesday. It's already dog-eared from me reading it so much. Well, this is going out to Poet as a Birthday Pressie. Happy 16th. I'll make a copy of the movie as soon as you update you stories.... You'll never get it.

...knick knack pally whack, give the Peke a bone. This old man came rolling home.