Thursday, April 23, 2009
He Looks Innocent,, But(t)...
I was hanging out with the kittens on the bed this morning. I was lying on my side and talking to Sue on the phone. They had just eaten their breakfast, so everyone was wound up. Nelson and Harlan were wrestling and romping together. Tressa was after my feet and the fringe on the blanket. Neville? Where's Neville?
Then, CHOMP. Neville bit me in the booty. He mostly got a mouthful of pyjama pants, but he did manage to sink his tiny teeth into me.
I think it was an accident.