Ok, it's still the weekend in my time zone!

Here is Sin Tail #4. Please note: The more reviews, the more I am motivated to produce one every weekend. If you like Sin, review to keep her antics motivated so I have something to write about J

Sin's POV, this week.

Positively Sinful

I have been evicted from the jungle room again. Man Cat locked me out, so that he could make God scream. I never get to stay in the room anymore when he makes God scream. Not since the time I jumped on his back while he was attacking her.

I stalk to the jungle room door and crouch. I listen. It is not silent. Man Cat breathes heavy. God whimpers. God is hogging Man Cat from me. I do not think I like this. I turn my back and wiggle my bum and LEAP! at God's tasty. Man Cat hided God's tasties yesterday. He told me "Don't tell." I won't tell. They are mine now. God doesn't deserve them.

God got me wet the other day. I blame her. I am not mad at her though. Man Cat says "Don't get mad. Get Even." I am helping Man Cat get even. I take her tasties from where Man Cat hided them. They are my toys now. Part of getting even.

I stalk the tasty and LEAP! again, and it runs away across the floor and hideds from me under the big long sit-on thing God calls a "couch." I like to sit on Man Cat on there. He is toasty comfy. He is mine.

I flatten to the ground and wiggle under the couch. Ah, there is the tasty. Come to Panther, Panther won't hurt you.

A loud shriek scares me and I am scareded and accidentally leap in the air and a bar on the roof of under the couch. I rush out. Where's the danger? I'll help! ... Oh. It is just God. Man Cat is making her scream. She always screams "Raaanger." That is Man Cat's human-name. I think.

Huh. Well. God made me jump and I hit the roof under the couch. I must get even for this. Man Cat will help me.

Soon God and Man Cat are quiet. Soon they will come out. I must look busy. I must be PANTHER to impress Man Cat. I stalk, I hunt, I run and LEAP!

Something crashes, falls off the little table and breaks on the floor. I stop and sniff it. Oops. Maybe Man Cat won't notice. Where is my ball of marker-line? I will make paths to show Man Cat where I hunted, and where I checked for danger. He must know his forest and jungle are safe. That is my job. I need to do it to impress Man Cat.

I find my marker-line and mark my ground. I hear Man Cat walk to the door and I run to the couch and scramble on. I sit on the arm-piece and watch the door. Man Cat must see that I was busy.

Man Cat opens the door, and looks at me. He shakes his head, and turns away.

"Babe. Your cat's a menace. You can't leave her alone for an hour."

That is a good thing. I am "Babe's" Cat. Man Cat calls God Babe. I am her Panther. Menace is a good thing. It means I do my job. I keep Man Cat safe and make a worthy companion.

I am PANTHER. Menace of Man Cat's jungle. Protector!

Man Cat picks me up by my neck and I hang in front of his face. I touch his nose with my paw. I like Man Cat's nose. It is soft and the sides are squishy. Man Cat shakes his head at me and cuddles me. I like being cuddled by Man Cat. I wiggle and climb and sit on Man Cat's shoulder while he pours the black stuff for him and God. They drink it every morning. God puts lots of white stuff in it, but it doesn't make it turn white. I don't know why she bothers.

"Oh no! Ranger! We're late!" God calls. Man Cat says a bad word and puts me on the ground. He gives me food. Yum. I eat. Man Cat puts the black stuff in bigger cups, with lids. Then he and God leave in a hurry. They have a "meeting." I want to know what a meeting is. I want to have one too.

I am alone. I quit eating my food. I am hungry, but first I must protect. I remember God's tasty. I wiggle on my belly under the couch and bat the tasty back out. I follow it, and then sit and look at it. The tasty and I stare at each other. I remember something Man Cat said. Man Cat told God that "those things will kill you."

That means the tasties are bad. Man Cat hided God's tasties to "get even." But I think Man Cat also hided God's tasties so God wouldn't die.

God might hog Man Cat from me, but I don't want her to die. God saved me. God needs to live and be with me. I will kill God's tasties before they kill her. That is my today's mission. I watch the tasty, and wiggle my bum. I twitch my tail and LEAP! I attack the tasty and break the plastic and rip it to pieces. There. The tasty is dead.

Now I need to go find another one. I will sneak them out of Man Cat's hiding place one at a time. Then I will let them think I am friend. Then I will kill them. I will not stop until God is saved from ALL of her tasties.

Finally I am done. I am tired. It is hard work, saving God from her tasties' evil killer rays. The tasties are dead and ripped to pieces. I spread them out so they can't put themselves back together. It is done. I need a nap. I eat a bit of my food. Then I go to the jungle room and climb up onto the big pillow. I lay down on Man Cat's head-pillow.

Now it is time to sleep. I must regain my energy for my next hunting mission. PANTHER's work is never done. In fact, I think maybe next time Man Cat makes God scream, I can find a way to sneak into the jungle room and help. I think I could make God scream even louder.