Citrus
He is a fat cat.
He is an orange cat.
He is the most irritating, annoying, bothersome animal in the Northern hemisphere.
Last night I averaged, maybe, three hours of sleep. Not three continuous hours but three hours total.
Why? Because Citrus decided I needed to be awake. therefore, this animal proceeded to play the kitty drums, jump up and down on me through out the night, meow loudly in my ear, periodically gnaw on my hand, and when all that was not enough wake up Riley and antagonize him so he would bother me.
I have come to the conclusion Citrus does not like me. He was put on this earth to torture me.
Not my husband, whom he adores.
But ME!!
Kurt is never bothered by Citrus. The damn cat could bring in his 50 piece cat band and Kurt would just sleep right on through. Citrus could jump on him all night, Kurt would sleep through. He could gnaw on his hand until it was a bloody stump, Kurt would sleep through it.
Therefore, he is meant to torture me.
So,he does.
Over and over and over.
I am very tired this morning.
