The Joy Of Kittens

So…at first he wouldn’t come near me.

Then I tried to grab him.

Remember that pure evil thing???

In my hand. IN my HAND.

I will never again try to grab a kitten and force it to love me by snuggling it to death.

So…now I convinced him *sans grabbing and snuggling* to love me. And…now this love is breaking my computer. And apparently several other electronic devices in my house. He’d better pray he never gets near the CrackBerry, who by the way, is named Lucinda. And she’s a Pearl 8130.

Anyway.

Computer. He likes to walk across my laptop when I’m typing. Doesn’t matter if I have one hand on the computer and one hand rubbing his ears….he goes across anyway. And then back. And then back the other way. Over. And over. And OVER. He just walks across it and steps on keys and makes it open random pages.

And he chews cords.

And for some unexplained reason *glares in the direction of cats* my Tivo recorded a random show…101 Cars You Must Drive. And not the tivo suggested type of record. Recorded like I’d told it to record.

If you have a Tivo you hopefully get what I’m saying. Basically…SOMEONE pushed the buttons on the tivo remote to make it record this show. On a channel I never watch. And no one else has touched that remote.

So…yeah. Kitten.

Fun times.

His name is Fin.