Hard to Write With Pye in my Eye

The girls and I decided on an early Yule/Christmas present for our little family, and the oldest of my younger brothers helped them pay for it. Technically, the present is mine, but I share with the girls.

Pyewacket (Pye for short) is an almost four month old chocolate point Siamese kitten. He’s very cute – bright blue eyes, crossed most of the time, an extremely loud purr and naturally, being Siamese, he’s very mouthy. The only times he’s not making his presence known is when he’s sleeping, or trying to beat up our older cat, Malley. Even when he eats, there’s some kind of growly, meowly noise coming from the little furball.

He carries the fuzzy dice toy around in his mouth, growling. He’s made one of the girls’ socks into a toy too, carrying it around. The bobblehead cat Care had is now in pieces as if to say Pye will not tolerate competition. Once he’s done beating up the sock, he curls up with it, kneading and sucking on one corner. He’s passing strange, this one.

Anyway, his favorite place the last few days while the girls have been in school is on my chest, nipping and scratching at my chain and pentacle pendant. And when I say ‘No!’ firmly but not too loudly, he looks at me with those crossed eyes, and kind squints, giving him even more of a cross-eyed look. He’s even had the audacity (yes, audacity..) to put his paw on my mouth as if to tell me to shut up.

If I sit down here at the computer, he’s up on me. Thank gods for the over the counter anti-histimines – yep, I’m allergic to him. And it is very hard to type with him clinging by his teeny tiny claws dug into my neck. When he’s not after the chain, he’s after my earlobe – which he’ll suck on if I give him the chance. Even if he could get up to some nasty evil-cat plans with an opposable thumb, there have been times in the last four days when I think maybe a thumb would be a good thing ;)

Hmmm. He seems to be sleeping now – maybe I can get back to work on the novel!