I was doing my brief morning relaxing, watching an old episode of Gilligan’s Island while I ate my breakfast. After I was done, I lay back slightly propped up on my pillow. I saw my kitten had brought his toy and place it near me. I picked it up and lay it on my upper chest, pretending like I was taking ownership.
What happened? He jump attacked me to get his toy; landing with his fish hook claws dug into my face. I had to remove him while he held his toy in his jaws.
(this coming from someone who knows of and focus on every single blemish on her face)
No more Gilligan’s Island!