cat fights.

So, the cat–the one who is usually mean as hell to everyone–has taken to lounging on my bed. At first, she did it when I wasn’t in here and would run under the bed and eventually out of the room when came in. Now, after a few days of this, she is completely comfortable sharing the bed with me. So comfortable, in fact, that she hissed at me once when I tried to get the blanket out from under her. She thinks this is her bed, that little fatty! And she is fat! I have no problem with her being here with me–I love cats, actually–but she doesn’t share very well and doesn’t like to be pet much. Usually, she leaves my room before I get ready to go to bed, so we don’t have a problem with her being trapped in here while I’m sleeping. Not tonight. I shooed her off the bed with no problem, but she just took up residence under it! I finally was able to lure her out with food, fat one that she is, lol. I’m going to have to start locking my door I guess. And I always thought it would be the boys who invaded my stuff…