When I was young boy around 9 years, I got a kitty from Mommy Cat. After it grown up about 3 mounts, I love it very much and always take it to my bedroom on upstairs. I wanted to play with him, but he's too stubborn to do my order. Then I throwed a bed pillows. After it, I kicked those kitty from upstairs and fallen down. Thats doesn't make him die since a cat having 9 souls. :D His foot just lame and full cured about 1 mounths.
Am I evil boy? x)