Friday, November 7, 2008
So, we took a kitten in when he was about a day old. Bottle fed him and took care of his other needs like a mother cat (well sort of). Now he's grown up and attacks people like a maniac. He can be loving an affectionate -- but when he attacks he is terrifying. Last night, when I got up in the middle of the night, as I came back to bed he grabbed hold of my upper arm and really dug his claws in. so how do you deal with that.
Anyway, in spite of his obvious flaws, I just love this cat.
So, I live with the devil cat. He stays in my room most of the time. Sleeps on my pillow. I try to read his moods but I constantly don't get it.
Here's a picture of the devil cat as a teeny weeny -- okay, it didn't work. the picture is too big. I'll try again later.