So, this was International Cats Sit on Your Head Week

[EFerrari]

and nobody told me. Twice this week, I woke up and one of the cats was trying to hatch Kid's head by sitting on it like a hen sits on an egg. Moved the cat, the cat came back, over and over. Friday, I woke up and another one of the kitties was sitting on my head. By the time I make coffee, they are all looking at me like, what?

Tonight, the camera is on the nightstand, sonuvabiches. Don't even try to play with my head again. Don't even flop around innocently. I'm ready for you.

[HopeHoops]

1. Good grief. The facial markings on the white one are really similar to my big boy.

[EFerrari]

3. Yeah, it's like their mask slipped up on their heads in the womb.

My Spanky is a rescue that was tortured somehow before I got him as a kitten. He lives almost exclusively in his head and has no notion it is attached to ten more pounds below the neck. Big sweet guy.

[HopeHoops]

5. Cats know their human. Dogs know their human. Rabbits know their human.

Even my fish knows me. She seeks me out (mostly because I feed her). The hermit crabs know my wife. Pets aren't stupid. They are loyal. Most humans don't' understand that. I took my wife's sheltie into a CVS to get pussy pads and she behaved. I answered the challenge with "She's my service dog'. That's all it took. I use a cane. I have a back brace. A dog helping me isn't a far stretch. Animals are way more attuned to nature than humans. I'll trust an animal of any kind over a human any day.

[Arugula Latte]

2. The kitties call you "Egg Head" behind your back. They're keeping the egg warm.

But seriously, OH MY GAWD WHAT AN ADORABLE KITTY PILE!

[EFerrari]

4. I told them they would be carnitas if they didn't stop trying to hatch me

so this morning, Sweetie, the long haired guy with Siamese markings, just swiped at my nose with his 6 toed catcher's mitt to wake me up. He's on thin ice right now.

[graywarrior]

6. I hear ya. There's gonna be a ass whoopin' in my house very shortly because this

little monster has perfected the art of 2 am kitty shitting followed by 3 minutes of litter box scratching, followed by gutteral howling to announce said shitting, followed by jumping on my pillow, breathing in my face for a full minute before realizing I am IGNORING him and then wiping his kitty litter paws on the pillow and quilt to get even.

We've been at war for a few days now, seeing that I feel like SHIT most of the time and he's taking full advantage of it. Little bastard.

[EFerrari]

7. Oh, man, be careful!