Isn’t this the truth?

I have THAT cat. You know, the one that jumps in the shower with you. The one that instead of meowing at the door when he is ready to come manages to jump onto a 1 inch ledge in front of your living room window and does a balancing act while begging to be let in. Or instead of drinking water out of the bowl has to drink out of a dripping faucet. Yes, I have THAT cat.

He has his own seat on the couch. Need to wash your hands? Good luck, because when he is sleeping in the sink he isn’t moving. Need some underwear? That’s too bad, because he managed to find his way in your underwear drawer and there is no waking him.

Or, when you are trying to get some work done on the computer and you ignore all of his cues to scratch his ears, so he manages to find his way onto your keyboard. Ok, point proven!

I am sure those of you who own cats can relate. We serve our cats. They rule our house and their just is nothing you can do about it. So this brings me to my latest episode. So last night was, the night where the babe doesn’t want to sleep and the cat wants his ears scratched. So, I am sleeping on the couch, since Hayes was waking up every hour, and the cat would just not leave me alone. He was trying to sleep on my head and paw his claws into my hair. And no matter how many times I set him on the floor, he just kept coming back. That brings us to the moment when Hayes woke up. I grabbed Hayes and laid him next to me, and the cat STILL manages to jump up and lay on the both of us! I about had it at that point. I wasn’t getting any sleep the way it was and Snowball was making it nearly impossible. So I finally laid the law down and pushed him off the couch (That’s ok, because cats always land on their feet, right?) So I am laying there, juuuuust about a sleep and I hear rustling on the other side of the living room. I glance over and see the cat is digging in the diaper bag. This would be pretty normal, because I often find him sleeping in bags so maybe he is just trying to find a comfortable place to sleep. Nope.. that nibbling sound can’t be good..

He ate the nipple off of Hayes’ Baby Bottle. Talk about revenge.

Sheesh.