Sunday 19 September 2010

Wicked Kooky and Sunday Weigh-in

Was rudely awakened by Kook, who, not content with mewing loudly, walking over me, bunting and clawing a bit, started biting my head, at first gently, then viciously sank his teeth right in, which really hurt. Nibby had advised spraying him with cold water so I had fore-armed myself with a spray bottle by the bed with which I sprayed him liberally. He ran off, but came back with more clamour in about fifteen minutes. Meanwhile, my head hurt so much I couldn't get back to sleep.

Weighed myself and had lost another two and a half pounds. Ten and a half altogether.

With Kook's antisocial habits I don't think there is any chance of getting another cat. He would probably eat it. For breakfast.

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