This friggin feline. I know animals are quick to sense change but can cats tell you've got another baby in your stomach? I've had Grace for five years now. Max got her for me on my 20th birthday when she was a few weeks old so it's easy to remember how old she is and how long I've had to 'put up with her'. I truly adore her. She is my humungous kitten. My sweet baby kid, that's a… cat. Lately, I can't wrap my mind around her mood. I'm the only person that she lets hold and she's normally cuddly to me. These past few weeks she is constantly wanting to lay and sit on me. Please note, this cat is a giant. She just parks it whenever convenient, and not necessarily convenient for me. For how sweet this may sound she has also been extremely annoying and pissing me off to the point where it is officially on purpose. Each morning she finds pleasure in scratching-(no claws)-pawing at my homework papers and the window blinds. I have a Halloween wig stored on a shelf in my closet in a plastic bag and she miraculously dug it out to feast on. She relentlessly knocks shit off of every piece of furniture I own. Today I was at the desk on the computer and she jumped up there, sat, and with one evil swat, knocked a (luckily empty) glass onto the floor. WTF.
This cat knows what's up and she is not about to give up her position of being number one babe. I'm taking full advantage of her cuddles though because in the next few months I might find her living under the bed and never coming out.
Note the :: "I love my cat" mug. Making herself comfortable in the tightest position possible. Next to me at all times. That's also her sleeping in a bag full of Target trip goodies and laying right in front of the tv.
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