This is not the birthday post you are looking for

My weekend was amazing, but I haven't had a chance to write about it. Monday, when I finally got home, I was bone-dead tired and could barely remember my own name, much less type it.

Then I slept twelve hours and all was once again right with the world.

Until Loki decided that I needed a reminder as to why we call him the Devil Cat. In the span of fifteen minutes he sprayed down a door, hid when he saw his medication come out of the fridge, then ripped the ever loving snot out of both of my wrists and the back of my left hand... which is now bloody and beginning to swell slightly.

There are reasons why I do not love that cat. Serious reasons.

This is not the birthday post you are looking for

My weekend was amazing, but I haven't had a chance to write about it. Monday, when I finally got home, I was bone-dead tired and could barely remember my own name, much less type it.

Then I slept twelve hours and all was once again right with the world.

Until Loki decided that I needed a reminder as to why we call him the Devil Cat. In the span of fifteen minutes he sprayed down a door, hid when he saw his medication come out of the fridge, then ripped the ever loving snot out of both of my wrists and the back of my left hand... which is now bloody and beginning to swell slightly.

There are reasons why I do not love that cat. Serious reasons.