I know, this is the 3rd post in a row about the #$@(*&^ kittens. The love fest is OVER! At work today I told my friend ( can I really call her that now? ) that I was not sure of the love as why would she give me little fluff balls that have razors and needles in their paws? Harvey, the little black one is all mew mew mew mew mew mew mew, and he follows me around.
The bathroom used to be a place that I liked going to. A little peace and quite and yes, a little reading may happen, but not when you happen to have the son of satan for a kitten. SOS was at my feet doing his little mew mew mew thing and then BAM! I had 1 pound of kitten hanging off my right thigh, holding on for one of his 9 dear lives with 10 little razors puncturing my delicate skin.
I was not a happy camper! I ripped SOS off my leg and tossed him to the floor. ( Underhand toss ) and he was right back at my feet looking all cute and fluffy and tried to jump again but I blocked with a fast knee to the body. I'm going to have to close the door when I go to that room from now on.
Don't think that Colby is much sweeter, not as annoying but she will be all nice like and puring and then she gives your thumb a big old chomp!
Right now they are both sleeping all curled up on my chest being all sweet. I probably will keep them for another day.
3 hours ago