Sometimes, dumb fish kitty talks to me when I'm trying to get other things done. Usually it's when I'm trying to sleep or do homework. The other day, when I was dying on the couch due to a severe, nauseating migraine, she and I had this conversation.
me: Kitty, come snuggle.
kitty: Oh boy, it's the she human, she wants to play.
me: No kitty, I'll pet you, but don't lay on my wrists. That defeats the purpose.
kitty: Okay, got it. Lay across your arms, directly on your bad wrist.
me: Dammit, kitty. No. Will you lay in a less douchey way?
kitty: Okay, I will lay with my butt in your face, so that you can feel how soft and amazing my tail is.
me: I regret inviting you to cuddle.
kitty: Should I rearrange myself? I bet I can step on you in ways that make you feel pain you didn't know you had.
me: You're made out of evil.
kitty: Nope, just awesome. *tail flick in my face*
me: I'm giving up animals. From now on, I'll just cuddle a cactus. Much less annoying.
And end. She's kind of a butt, and always knows when I need to pee. Her favorite launchpad is my full bladder.
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