Things your cats get away with.....

[41sunnydays]

I adore my kittens - well they are 8 months now.

I celebrated a friends birthday last night and drank a bit too much, but thought hey it's Saturday so get a lie in. Nope both cats jumping on the bed at 7, pawing me, purring and meowing. My daughter went down to feed them but the girl cat just refused point blank to go with her and just cried and cried until I got up.

Thought I would sneak back up for a lie in and my boy cat has followed me up and is attacking my toes and finally settled on top of me purring away loudly.

Luckily they are both soooo cute they get away with anything and I admit I do love the attention even if they are so loud

Mine proudly brings me a dead mouse. Into my bed. He has done it when I'm hungover a few times.

Once the mouse wasn't quiet dead.

Boycat has to have his cuddles on his end of the sofa, but only gets up there if I'm not already sitting at that end. So I sit the other end, he jumps up and I have to move next to him. He then jumps off for a drink, or a nibble, or to talk to his sister. So I move back to my end until he's finished & got back up. Cuddle lasts anything from a minute to half an hour, then rinse & repeat. All evening sometimes.

Magic looking me in the eye and scratching the sofa. Because of her history, i'm just so pleased that she is being naughty!

Everything - because he’s absolutely lovely and bad things aren’t that bad. He wakes me up at the same time every morning my purring in my ear, wet nose against lips (bleurgh) and grooming everything he can get hold of; favourite bit inside of elbows. Weird thing he aligned with clocks going back!

@littlebigtiger Mine brought in a half-dead mouse last night. It was paralysed but clearly aware of what was happening to it. I separated it from the cat, and put it outside (I didn't realise it was alive until I picked it up and a little claw gripped my hand) to die in peace.

The cat has spent the day in the doghouse.

She gets away with sneezing in my face and sleeping between my knees which causes me to wake up with my legs bent in strange ways.

Mine loves investigating cupboards, wardrobes and the like so I have to leave doors ajar all around the house as I am never sure which will take his fancy. ("Any closed one" is the obvious answer)