What is it about my butt that causes those who stand lower than it to hurl insults and injury upon it? I mean seriously! What has my butt ever done to anyone?
Don’t answer that. I don’t care what your answer is, just don’t answer.
So we are into our second week with the kittens. We’re at that point were the kittens have gone from, “Oh, how cute!” to “OMFG!! Needle claws! NEEDLE CLAWS!!!” Hiccup and Toothless seem to have settled in just fine. They prefer to stay in the master bedroom where they like to sleep all day and then wage war all night (usually right on top of Hubster and me). They have started snooping around the rest of the house though, much to the delight of the girls. And much to my annoyance, Hiccup seems to think I am a giant kitty jungle gym just waiting to be climbed…
I’m sure we’ll get past this awkward “climb Mama’s butt” stage, but until then, I’m going to invest in more bandages and possibly a Teflon shield for my behind.