Heat

My adorable, innocent little Sasha has hit puberty. Do to a cabbage blight at my bank, I can't afford to get her fixed. So she now hangs upside down on the side of my mattress, annoys the hell out of Chloe and rips through the apartment breaking all kitty land speed records. To make matters worse, some mangy tom has parked his noisy self outside my bedroom window. How dare he think he is good enough for my Sasha?
Oh the horrors of womanhood...