Not Just Your Garden-Variety Neurotic Smartass.

Passionate Kisses.

I love my cats. I am a consummate crazy cat lady, I would probably have two more if I had a bigger house, and the front porch where I spend an embarrassing amount of my time is littered with their toys.

Skittles, floof of darkness.
Nixie stares into space.

I think most things that they do are pretty entertaining (save sleeping), and they rarely annoy me. However, Skittles has one trait that does annoy me, and that is her tendency to constantly lick me wherever I go. No limb is safe from her tongue. While I’m sleeping, she licks my outstretched arms. Even when I’m wearing socks in the house, she licks my socks.

This is part of the reason I don’t like dogs – something about being tongue molested just seems like it should only be done between two people of consenting age. Call me old-fashioned.

Skittles is a good and faithful cat, and if I call her from anywhere in the house while she’s sound asleep she will come running, but I’ve got to admit that it’s kind of scary to taste that good to a pet.

I mention this because I just woke up a few minutes ago and was trapped in my bed by both cats – one purring and furiously licking me, and the other purring and furiously burrowing her head into my stomach.

People that say cats are standoffish need to come visit me.

Have a great day.


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