Killer Kitty

I enjoy sleep. Maybe a little bit more than the next man, but that doesn't make me a bad person. Now the problem lies with my cute cuddle buddy named Genevieve. She's my 3 month old kitten. Now Gennie is the sweetest kitty craigslist can give away but the fact that she doesn't sleep on the same schedule as me is a biiiiiig fuckin problem. So here i am in la la land at 11.30 when my sweet little pussy cat decides to jump off my side table and into my face with all 20 of her little kitty claws. Needless to say i scream like a bitch from the pain and roll off of my bed (which isn't easy to do with a queen sized bed) and hit my head on the jewelry box i keep on the floor. I think after i regained consciousness and stopped screaming i heard my kitty laughing at me. Evil bitch :(

I still lover her lots though :)