And I call myself a cat person?

[morrigan716]

Last night around 3:30, I heard a loud crash come from my kitchen. I knew exactly what it was before I got up to check. The pretty vase I got for Secretary's Day was broken and the flower eaten. I cursed Sadie(the cat) and started trying to clean it up. Then, the damn cat kept chasing the strings on the towel and getting all in my face so I got pissed off and locked her up in the bathroom. Then I forgot she was in their and had to get up again after I went back to sleep to get her out since she was making enough noise to wake the dead. Then she ran all up and down the hall meowing. After she finally shut up, Cedric, the other cat decided to get all lovey dovey with me while I'm trying to sleep. And he didn't just come up and cuddle. He rubbed his cold, wet nose all over my face and dug his claws into my boobs. I finally got rid of him at about 6:30 a.m.