Poke. Poke. Poke. BITE!
It's Six Toes. He's really unhappy that I was gone this evening working. So while I was sleeping, he decided he needed my attention.
First, he laid down by my head and scooted his feet towards my face. Poke. Poke. Poke. On my face, in my eye, on my cheek. Poke. Poke. Poke.
When that doesn't work, he pokes some more, causing me to lift up my hand to brush him away. For him, it's play time. BITE! He latches onto my arm, not enough to break the skin, but strong enough to hurt.
Poke. Poke. Poke. BITE! BITE!
He's enjoying his little game to get my attention. Really.
Finally, after getting me awake enough to know what's going on and that he wants attention, he curls up in a contented ball near my head and goes to sleep....SNORE. SNORE.
Cats......
