It was really cold last night. I mean REALLY cold. I tried snuggling under the covers with Mom but with that hard cast on her foot, that can really hurt if she kicks me by accident and she was pretty restless.
My only other option was to grab the bedroom kitty bed. This is a nice one. It's got a fleece cover so it's nice and toasty warm. However, Fizzy and Kukai were hogging it up. They had been up there for hours. Since it didn't look like they were leaving any time soon, I decided to kick Fizzy out of the bed. Fizzy doesn't need a warm bed. She's fat enough that she can keep herself warm. However, when I tried to move her she wouldn't budge. I'm like "girl, you need to get out of the bed. It's mine now." She just turned around and thwaped me! Well, I wasn't going to take that so I bit her tail. It wasn't a hard bite, just a "hey don't hit me on the head" type of bite. Dad didn't see it that way. He yelled at us to "break it up" and the threw a stuffed animal at us. Can you believe that? All I was doing was trying to get warm!
Maybe the next time I'll just poop on his pillow instead.