As the door closed behind Dana, Tonya flung the gray mass off the blankets, and hisses back at it. How she hated cats!! As a child, she had provoked one, and it had almost clawed her eyeballs out. Stupid creatures, thinking themselves superior to her. And now, she was left alone, just her, and mr. stupid piddles, 8 whole hours before Dana would return home from a days training and campaigning.

Tonya began plotting on how to get rid of that stupid cat. She had once purposely left the back door open, so that wretched beast would run out and never return. For an entire day, she was uninterrupted, but when Dana had returned, a bloodcurling purr could be heard and mr. piddles pounced on Dana as she made her way through the door. Besides thinking the cat would get lost, Tonya had even tried driving the animal, and dropping it off by the highway, but it had always managed to return unscathed, and seemed to cast a spell on Dana to love it even more.

How was she going to get rid of that furball once and for all? It seemed to be the object of Danas affection, but that was supposed to be her!!! Not a feline!!! Tonya was beyond jealous. And she knew that to get what she wanted from Dana, this sideline romance she shared with this cat has got to end. She decided sweet-talking might make the creature gain her trust.

Heyya there mr. piddly-widdly, arent you a handsome thing today. Ive got something special for you. Just stay put ok? Oooh, youre hungry? What would you like? Tonya cooed at mr. piddles.

She had a brilliant plan. Rummaging through her handbag, she found a bottle of pills. Sleeping pills, how she had relished in those man-made wonders when she was still a patient at *undisclosed location* mental institute a few years back. They had given her a will to continue living. But she had stopped ingesting them ever since she met Dana. the ***** was just way too good, and overly exhausting, that she didnt suffer from insomnia and nightmares anymore.

This should do the trick, she thought. A couple of these, make it, couple dozen, would be sure to give that cat a good nights sleepforever. Tonya let out an evil laugh, forgetting herself for awhile, before clasping her hand over her mouth, she sure hoped Dana or any one of her friends didnt walk through the door right now. She was fine with all of Danas friends. Shane was hot! But, she would have to do her sometime after the wedding, or maybe not. That girl was dead-broke, would could she provide Tonya with? And Tina was a such a caring and polite lady, a bit to dull for her liking. And jenny? Doe-eyed sweet young thing. If only she wasnt such a recluse. Alice. That woman is wretched! Theres something about her, she seems to scrutinize my every move. Tonya was extremely weary of the ditzy journalist. Plus, Dana and her seemed to have something special. Sometimes she wondered if the two of them had dated, but her baby had assured her they had never broken their vow of friendship.

Oh well, she had better get back to preparing mr. piddles last supper (hopefully. If all goes as planned.). Popping open a can of premium cat food, thinking why the ***** Dana would spend $8 on a single can of food for a cat, she shoveled it into a ceramic bowl. Laying it aside, she hunted for a plastic bag. Pouring in the pills, without counting how many, she folded the bag, and proceeded to look for a heavy object, ah! There it is. picking up a paperweight(it was a pebble) she pounded like a crazy woman, pounding the pills to dust. As she pounded the counter top, her frizzy hair flying madly around, her only thoughts were on killing mr. piddles – and Alice.

***** that cat! You are going to enjoy your last meal! Heck, Ill even throw in a little milk for you! And yes, this*BANG*.is for.*BANG*..you..ALICE! *BANG*BANG*BANG* finally, all that remained was a pile of fine white powder.

She funneled the powder into the cat food, took out a fork and mashed the ingredients together. Snapping her fingers and whistling, she called out for mr piddles. here mr piddles, here good kitty, where are you.come outGODDAMNIT! FOR ***** SAKE, JUST EAT THIS BLOODY GRUB! Tonya tossed the dish onto the floor, luckily it landed on the carpet, so the bowl was in perfect condition(ceramic, remember? Dana pampered mr. piddles to the max.)

Smelling the aroma of tinned fish and meat, mr piddles couldnt resist it. He sauntered over to the dish, not before giving a hiss at the old witch, and proceeded to eat his meal. God how he hated this human. Wished she were dead. She took up all the space on the bed, and she even tried to strangle him, and threw him by the road. Oh well, at least she was feeding him, not that he couldnt hunt food for himself, but, it would get his perfectly manicured paws dirty. Oh look! Shes trying to make peace. Leaving out a saucer of milk for me as well.

Tonya looked on as the cat lapped out every morsel of food, and drank every last drop on the milk, before it walked, seemingly drowsily, to the bedroom. She clapped her hands together with glee. Ah-hah! Nothing to outsmart the mighty Tonya. She was just to quick-witted for anyone or anything. Now, all she would have to do is set the plan in action. She whisked out a dead praying mantis she had caught earlier, and set it down beside the motionless feline. She took a step backward, thinking how to make it look like a real-life accident. Ah! Excellent. She snapped of one of the sharp legs of the praying mantis, and stuffed it into the cats mouth. This was so going to work. Now, all she had to do was look casual, and stay on the couch reading magazines, waiting for Dana to come home.

Hey baby! Im home! How are my babies? Tonya love? YOO-HOO mr. piddles darling, where are you? Wheres the big boy? Dana dropped her tennis bag at the door, gave a quick kiss to Tonya, and went up to get changed.

Tonya couldnt wait for the moment of discovery. It would hurt her that she had made Dana feel so grief-stricken, but for ***** sake, it was only an animal.

A bloodcurling scream resonated throughout the entire house.