Cats: Who thought that was a good idea?

Yeah, I'm actually questioning an entire genius of animals. What of it?

So my sister has this cat. It lives at my mother's house with me. He is named Baby. Sure, I'll repeat that, his name is Baby. Which might have given him a bit of a complex. But I can't say for sure. He is useless for hunting, he thinks its amusing to rip my arm to shreds and open my door in a creepy, squeaky fashion while I'm trying to sleep. He takes up a good bunch of the bed which isn't big enough for me let alone him.

He loves to go outside, but only if it is warm and the sun is shining and he doesn't have to touch the door jam and there aren't any bugs near the door frame. Last night he was crying, it sounds much like a dying fox, to go outside after dark. So to shut him up I let him out. He wouldn't come back in when I called.

So we're just hanging out upstairs in the house and my sister barges out of her room cursing the noise the cat is making only to discover the retard cat has found another cat and they're fighting. Or at least they think they're fighting. Baby is making lots of noise and jumping straight up in the air. The grey cat who hangs out on a regular basis is also making noise. But it's dark and there isn't much scuttle. So we get a pot of water to throw on the stupid animals but the opening of the other door sends them running in fright. My mother rescued Baby, who just wanted picked up so he didn't have to use his legs. His tail was huge and once he was back in where he could use his litter box he was fine.

Today he's feisty though. His little adventure makes him want to fight and I'm not up for it. Won't use his teeth in battle but when I'm petting him he surely will.