evil

the cat is evil...
he waits till im asleep then plops his ass on my face...
he wants no petting till im ready to lay down and read a book... then he plops his bum right in the middle of the book...
just when im almost asleep he pats my face and then breathes his dragon breath on me...
he leaps from the hearth onto my head and bites my ears...
his new favorite activity is to dig out all of his kitty litter onto the floor, then scatter it throughout the house...
he ate two of my pancakes this morning while i was in the head for like one minute...
he wont shut up... his goal is to drive me insane with his insessant meowing...
he ate a piece of art i was working on for a show in the fall...
somehow he got the whiteclouds out of the vase with the very small opening and ate them... whiteclouds are little minnows that come from japan... i loved those fish...
the cat is evil...

and just when im lookin for a butcher knife to make me some kittysumgumpao...

he wiggles under the covers and lays his head on the pillow and stretches out close beside me and snores like a little tiny human...
or he jumps on the keyboard and gives me a great big head bump... they tell me that that is the greatest compliment a cat can give you...
or he sits on the edge of the tub while im showering, playing in the water and singing his purty little kitty songs...

i dont know if i hate him more when hes evil or when hes so sickening cute...