Since introducing the kitten Nick brought home into our house, life has been one big booby trap. For instance, you cannot walk by a chair or couch without the crazed beast darting out from beneath it to attack your feet. Nor can you sit down anywhere to eat that she doesn't find a way, even if it means climbing up the back of a chair, to get to your shoulders, then attempt to get to your plate of food.
This morning, while laying peacefully in bed, dreaming of calling in sick to work, about an hour before it was time to get up the kitten planned her attack. Two unsuspecting humans were the victims. Stealthily and with only the grace a cat can possess (okay, it's getting a little thick here because this kitten really isn't that graceful...) she pounced. And dug in her claws! To have your hand enveloped in the grip of four paws with those needle sharp claws extended is not the way I choose to wake up in the morning.
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