I Am Not a Cat Person

I like animals.  Whether it's a dog, a giraffe, a hamster, or even a spider, I enjoy all creatures.  When my neighbor asked me to look after her cat while she was away, I was kind of excited.  Having grown up with a dog, I never really got to see cats very often.  The first few days were okay.  I realized the cat wasn't very friendly when he gave me a couple of nips, but it wasn't too bad.  Today, however, this cat was waiting for me at the door.  When I tried to take a step inside, he swatted at me, and as I forced my way into the house, the cat continued to hold an epic battle against me.  When I was done refilling his water and giving him food, I turned around and found that feisty creature blocking my way.  It started to advance.  I wish I had worn jeans because I was bleeding enough already.  Next thing I knew, I was sitting on top of the counter fending myself off with a bag of cat food.  I hope my neighbors wouldn't mind if they found footprints all over their counter.  After that, I concluded that I am not in any way a cat person.

The Gist of Things

So...This is a blog(great way to start it off, right?).  Created by, you guessed it, some nerdy teen that just so happens to live in California.  What's this going to be about?  To tell you the truth, I really have no clue.  I guess I'm just going to write about whatever comes to mind.  If you happen to be reading this, then thanks.  I really hope you enjoy what I have to say.