Well I am very tired today, and why is that? It's because MisterMister decided to sing a little operetta last night after everyone had gone to bed (and were soundly asleep). A little mewing is not unexpected given that cats are nocturnal animals, and he had been rather vocal during the past several nights. That said, last night was something else altogether. He sang and sang and sang and simply would not shut it. He'd start his song in the living room and continue as he wandered in and out of the bedroom -- as he circled the bed. The little stinker. I got him to shut it for a little while by hoisting him onto the bed; but that came to an end when he tried to sit ON my head.
I was semi-conscious when I felt little leggies walking up the side of the bed behind me. Before I knew it a furry bum came to rest on my head/face. Arrgh!
Thank goodness he no longer has stinky, sticky poo bum.
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