Divisions and Precisions

Evil!

The cats woke me up this morning at 7. Pooka was literally in my face, nosing and kneading at my arm, trying to get me to pet her while I was asleep. In fact, I was petting her in my sleep. For 20 minutes I laid there and tried to go back to sleep for a bit, but Pooka wouldn't have anything but my complete attention. And of course, when Pooka gets attention, Rumpus decides he has to have some too, so proceeded to climb all over my head and chew on my hair.

I felt so loved. Really.