I was just snuggling with my cat, Pearl, and telling her how she was my very best friend in the whole wide world and how I didn't know what I would do without her.
And then she bit me right in the face. Really hard. Completely out of nowhere.
Doesn't it fucking figure?
"Take that hedgehog lover!"
Ha! I actually had that little punk out last night and he was crabbier than he has ever been for some odd reason. As he sat in my lap and clicked and hissed and stayed rolled up like a sea-urchin, Pearl sat right next to me lazily and stared from me to him like, "Really? You like this?"
I don't think she sees him as competition (or food) any longer.
My cat is a little bitch, too. She does that crap to me all the time. My favorite is when I have to get up in the night and she attacks my feet all the way to the bathroom....
Is Pearl still pissed about the babysitting thing a few weeks back? Sheesh, talk about holding a grudge...
i am pretty sure this is why my hubby hates cats. Mine is a little shit and will climb your leg if you do not give him enough attention
I have a cat that used to try and bite my eyelashes when I was lying in bed. Nothing like cat fangs thisclose to your eyeball to wake you RIGHT up!
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