I had just gotten home from school. I walked in through the door of the house, and didn't see my cat, Panther, when I walked in. This is strange because he always wants a cup of food when I get home. I heard this odd scratching noise coming from the other side of the house and I immediately knew something was up.
I walked into the living room and found my cat, Panther scratching up the leg of our coffee table. He almost never scratches stuff so I was very surprised when I found him. I was super mad!
I was so mad I picked him up and carried him to my room. I decided that he would stay in there for he rest of the day as a "punishment." This seemed like the only reasonable thing to do, because its pretty hard to punish a cat.
Almost as soon as is hut the door and walked away, I could hear him meowing as loud as he could and pawing at the door at the door. It was so sad and he was almost pleading to be let out.
When I heard the meowing it started to make me sad and I felt very bad for him. I left him in my room for about another hour but eventually I just coudn't bare it any more!
I opened my door and ran in and pet him because I felt so bad for locking him up. I guess you could say I tried to take revenge but just couldn't!