We have a cat. Her name is Lucy. We named her Lucy because she’s a pure black kitten and it’s short for Lucifer, yes, Lucifer. And lately, she deserves that name. I think we should have named her SILENCE instead, but that’s just me. She loves to be pet and adored all day long. She’s quite a lovely cat. She has never bit or scratched us with mean intentions. With that being said, she is THE MOST ANNOYING ANIMAL at 5am. All night long she attempts to get between us in bed and knead her sharp little claws into your arm or side. It hurts. ALOT. We clip her claws pretty regularly and she is now terrified of Adam, as when she gets on the bed he yells, “Kitty, GET!” and slaps the covers with his hand. She will jump on the bed and just look at him… waiting for him to yell. But, she still tries. I’ve even gone to the effort of putting a cat bed on our bedside table, but still.. she tries all night long.
Because of this little 5 lb monster, we didn’t sleep last night. I appreciate her loving nature and the fact that she doesn’t bite us (because some cats are MEAN), but I don’t appreciate not getting any sleep, then, at 7am she starts this horrible howling/meowing/crying because she’s hungry. She will meow at the top of her lungs as if I didn’t hear her the first time. We need a kitten intervention.
