My Cat is From Outer Space

So my older sister was off interning over the summer like the total boss that she is. The one thing you should be aware of is that she is a crazy cat lady before her time, and is the only thing keeping our crazy obese cat from going too far over the cliff of insanity. Needless to say, the separation was taking a huge toll on both of them.

It was a couple of days before she was coming home that I received a rather unexpected text message-

I knew she had been suffering from lack of cat, but adopting another one just before she returned home was frankly a rather stupid idea. I told her so, but nothing would change her mind. It was almost as if she had been brainwashed.

She said he was the cuddliest cat she had EVER encountered. He had snuggled with her for well over half an hour when she first released him from his cage. After much reasoning and pleading over Skype (when it wasn't pixelated and slowed down), we agreed to get this so-called cat. 

So the cat gets home and we inflict the name Gus upon him. I expected him to be nothing short of a lap dog but in cat form, but he was far from. As soon as you touched him he struck out. Leave him alone for 5 seconds, and he'd destroy everything in sight. Soon he was opening doors. He seemed like he was from another world, which is my theory. 

He often spends hours rapturously staring out the window. At what? Don't ask me. There's never any birds or anything interesting to normal cats. But what he's really on the look out for is this:

Yes. My kitten is a scout for an alien invasion. I doubt that he's that high ranking in the hierarchy in charge of the domination of the world. But I could always be wrong. He could be important because they would only waste the resources on a high commander who needs to know the exact layout of the target. 

But I guess we should've realized this earlier. Cats worm their ways into our lives with unadulterated cuteness and then turn us into their slaves. Cats have always been superior around us, and many well-fed cats spend their leisure killing innocent wildlife. It's really training. And these cats are probably going to win in the upcoming intergalactic war for the fate of earth. Heck, they've already won it as far as they are concerned. And something tells me an Avengers-type strategy won't help here.

There is nothing we can do but accept our fate and stock up on catnip.