"Even if I got rid of all my problems, I'd just go out and get new ones..."

Kittens, aka spawn of the devil
12:36 p.m. on 2004-06-09

That George is a little furry fuck face.

Stanley is a sweetie.

Yup, it's good versus evil, that battle of armageddon proprotions, played out by two kittens.

Stan likes laps. He'll chase himself silly, before collapsing in a heap, miaowing pathetically until you pick him up and cuddle him to your chest.

George decides that this isn't fair, that he wants attention too. So he will sit on Stan's head, bite his tail, generally do anything to push Good off my lap. If this fails, he will then resort to any measure to get me to sit up, thus throwing both cats off my lap.

His current tactic is trying to bite my nose.

I swear, that cat is gonna get a short, sharp lesson in gravity one of these days...

Listening to: Jill Sobule - "Lucy at the Gym"

Quote: "You dancing with the devil in the woods? It's the back, crack and sac next." - Ben Browder

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