Honey, I've Been Violated... again

"Baby!" I hear Tony calling out as he comes down the stairs to the bathroom where I was in the shower.

"Baby?!?!" He calls out again before bursting into the bathroom.

"What's wrong?" I ask him reaching for the towel.

"Well, that damn cat. That damn cat keeps on bothering me." He says shaking his head.

"What'd she do this time, baby?" I asked, as this is quite a normal conversation in our combined domicile.

"Well, I went up there to see if the cheesecake was thawed out, and she was trying to get it. I had to push her fat ass off the table just to get to it. She went down swingin. It was like she was trying not to let me get it." He says, serious as can be. "I think she's got something against me."

"No baby, she's a psycho. It's not just you. She attacks anybody and everybody. She's an equal opportunity hater." I try to mend his feelings.

"That's not all she did, baby." He laments.

"Ok. Tell me." I roll my eyes as I towel dry my hair.

"Then I decided I had to pee, and she followed me in there." He goes on, "She jumped up on the toilet as soon as she saw me go in there. And I shewed her down, so she jumped up on the sink and she started swatting my butt while I tried to pee."

"She's always hung out in the bathroom, Tony. She's not out to get you."

"But the cat violated me. She was grabbin my ass while I was in a vunerable position. I was tryin to pee!" He protests.

"Well, baby. All I can tell you is to keep your back to her or she's liable to swat somethin else."