Six weeks since we decided to let an animal come live in our apartment with us.
He decided to tell me about his obsession with nursing on the very first night. Although I will not let him suck on my ear lobe, lip, or in the crook of my neck (which would be his preferences), he will gladly suckle away on my hand. I sleep a lot less than I used to.
He’s a bit bigger. Looks more like a tiny cat than a kitten.
Sometimes our quality time involves cuddling. More often than not, though, it involves biting and shouting.
Please note the bottles that are tipped over in the background.
Also, please note that this plant is now outside of the apartment building, as I don’t think it can bear to be wrestled with by a clawed, fanged little monster any further.
The vet and the interwebs have suggested that a second kitten might help to divert some of the evil. More fun to bite someone of the same species. So that could be happening on Sunday. Or we could just be escalating the lunacy exponentially, and you shall never hear from me again, because cats will never not be walking on my head.
margaret edith 
Cat lady indeed.
At least I will never be one of those cat ladies who turns the faucet on for the cat to drink out of.
But yeah. Meow.
He is totally gorgeous!
Thanks, Jules!
Totally cute! They usually calm down a bit when they get older…
I am holding you to that
My kitties are old, fat and lazy now…none of this running to and ‘fro!
He sure is a big time cutie pie though…which I always think that they are made cute to make-up for some of the evil.
he is a really cute little cat. maybe some kind of mechanical toys might engage him enough to burn some energy off.