Really, cat's are freaking bastards! Right now, one of mine is damn lucky to be living. The little %^&* peed on my couch last night. Again. This is the second time. And it's not like the litter box is nasty dirty or anything, it was just cleaned out completely the day before yesterday and just needs a little scooping out. Nothing major. I swear to god, he's going to die before the week is over. My other cat doesn't do crap like this. Most he does is knock things over when he's mad at us for not letting him outside for the 500th time that day.
Oh and other things that piss me off.... Fighting children at 6:30 in the morning. Over freaking video games. Easily solved with them winding up grounded from the stupid things for a week. Still makes for one set of pissed of parents first thing in the morning when they wake the baby up and now he decides, oh look, it's now play time even though YOU haven't had much sleep. damn kids anyhow... why did I breed again?