I sat there peering at my adversary, Mr. Reflexion, who was staring at me, copying my every move, I attack he attacks, I defend he defends! He's getting under my fur; I can't wait to leave him behind, to go to a new life, with a new hand and new food and a new drink and NO MR. REFLEXION!
I sat down on my behind, glaring at him, he glared back! Urgh… I loath him! He sat mocking me, copying me. I can't take it anymore! I attack, I take a running leap and shoulder him in his own shoulder, I fly back! So does he. He looked at me with an angry expression on his ugly little face! I glanced upwards, hoping for a miracle when I began to trot forwards, increasing in pace, I leapt off my feet and shouldered him again, both of us flying back. I tried again, but as I left my feet, a hand came down and picked me up, I was finally rid of this nuisance once and for all. I gave him a glaring look down and smugly smiled knowing I was to be without him for the rest of my life!
As I got home I was in shock as my hand put me in the pen, I saw him, staring at me in disbelief. Urgh, I will get him god someday, when he's sleeping! I'll get him when he's sleeping! I know I will. He may have one the first battle, but the war isn't over!
TO BE CONTINUED!