Monday morning 5am:
Nikita starts messing with Daddy, as he usually does, by knocking papers down from everywhere, and anywhere he can find a piece. ;-D
Daddy grumbles that it's too early for breakfast, and burrows under the covers.
I begin to stir by 530, and start chasing my yellow ball, or Nikita's tail, which ever is in reach at any given second. ;-D
6am....Daddy pokes his head out from under the covers.
Yee Hawwww! I go nuts, and start running around the room, across the bed, and over Daddy, usually more than once.
But, this morning, nothing went according to plan. ;-D
Daddy's head got in the way of my claws as I romped across his body.
I almost poked his eye out!
I was a Bad Kitty...
Sorry, it was not intentional, honest! ;-D
I was just so excited because I knew that breakfast was coming.
You, know, "Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy! Happy Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy!" and all that, um, hee, hee! ;-D
Breakfast was delayed, until 8am, because Daddy had to staunch the flow of blood, take a shower, and take the bus to the drugstore to get some Neosporin for his owies.
Elvira please learn to keep your claws out of Daddy's eye, or you could find that he won't be able to see your dish, and give you any breakfast.
Purrs to Daddy, and gentle headbutts to Nikita, and you.
Luv Hannah and Lucy xx xx xx
Posted by: Hannah and Lucy | October 26, 2010 at 11:30 AM
Wow, little lady, you sure have tortitude!
Elvira, with tortitude like that, you should consider taking part in Tortureshell Tuesday as a regular thing! ;-D
Just pop over to my blog and have a look to see if you're interested.
Posted by: Tia | October 26, 2010 at 01:39 PM
O, Elvira, that looks bad.
Us Torties haf specshully sharp claws.
I knows you didn't mean to do it, but betcha it still was a hurty oow-y.
Love & Purrs,
KC
Posted by: KC | October 28, 2010 at 01:14 PM