Mittens, the devil cat

Mittens came into my life about one year ago. She was one year old at that time. I have always loved cats and Mittens stole my heart in the pet store. The cat rescue people were there with many other kitties, but Mittens was the one for me. She had attitude and hated me, and everyone else in the store. She also hated all the other kitties lol. The lady told me that Mittens likes hands. That would later haunt me as my new kitty began to bite my hand and anyone else's hand who didn't keep their hands to themselves. I don't know if Mittens' rotten behavior is a result of some trauma in her past, but a year after adopting her, there has been little progress in making her a good house cat. She is playful, but it hurts when you don't expect to be attacked while walking down the hall or into another room. It seems that one should never turn their back on her. I've used water spray to deter her, but it doesn't seem to phase her all that much. I'd like to reward good behavior, but she hates to be pet and doesn't like cat treats. This will be a work in progress, trying to domesticate the tigress named Mittens.

The First Post

This is my first post on my first blog. I have run some MSN groups over the years, but have not had much inspiration to just start a blog for myself. Time will tell if this continues or dies a lonesome death.