cat attack

this happens.  every single night.

at first, it was adorable.  now, it's just annoying.

she won't. leave me. alone.

all she wants is attention.  and water from the faucet.

 

she's so needy.  and manipulative.  and irritating.

okay.  maybe she's a little bit adorable.

crazy cat lady

oy vey.  i'm about two hairballs and a knitted doily away from becoming what i swore i would never become. but she's just so cute.

she's back...

bailey baby is back.

and so is the hair, the hiding under the covers, the wet nose in the morning and the one-sided conversations.

i love it.

more bailey baby

still hiding under the covers.

i'm a bit envious of this cat's ability to sleep anywhere in the house and make it look comfortable.

i was so tempted to give her a real bath... but i knew if i did mother would throttle me.

watching the 135th westminster kennel club dog show.  (the chinese shar pei was robbed, i tell ya! robbed!) 

i'm not gonna lie - i'm gonna be a little sad when mom comes to pick her up and take her back home next week.  other than the hair that is now covering every inch of my apartment, i've gotten used to the company.  i've quite enjoyed our conversations.  i shall miss them.

lazy kitty

oh, to be a cat!

scaredy cat

see that lump underneath the covers?

yes.  that lump.  

no.  i am not a bad bed-maker.

i just have a new house guest.

mom and dad will be traveling for the next few weeks, so i am currently kitty-sitting.

when i come home from school, i find bailey either under the bed or inside the bed.  

there is cat hair everywhere.  my guest bathroom smells like a litter box.

i wake up in the morning to a wet nose in my face.  did i mention the hair?

and i am absolutely loving the company.  i finally have someone to talk to.

we'll start worrying when she talks back.