The Siamese Kitten is being very murder-y.
She's biting my legs. Repeatedly. And making weird cat-on-the-warpath yowly noises in between chomps.
Fortunately, I have enough leg fat to deflect a serious bite. Her mouth just isn't that big.
|The crocodile is my thigh in this photo.|
Oh, wait. I petted her and told her she was pretty. And she retaliated with murderous intent.
|What the hell was I thinking?|
You'd think America would have learned this lesson at any time over the last 40 years of dealing with various Middle Eastern regimes.
Clearly, nobody in the government has owned a Siamese cat.
|Do not wake the sleeping demon. For real.|
Whoever emerges with the fewest toothmarks on their flesh gets my vote.
Just putting it out there.