We've been calling her 'Lil Bit just because she is the tiniest thing ever.
The Little Imp calls her "Princess Ouch" because when she climbs Mt. Imp, she does so with all claws extended.
The hubby calls her, "Ouch-dammit-get-off-of-my-face-it's-2AM-in-the-bloody-morning!" Yeah, she kinda isn't real sure about the snore monster that comes out of his face every night. She thought that attacking it might get rid of it. I could have told her that I'd already tried that and it doesn't work!
I'm seriously thinking of calling her Ping Pong the Crack Kitty because of the way she and Geronimo ping pong off of the bed, the walls, our legs, our faces, our bed, the wall again, our faces again...ALL DAMN NIGHT LONG. Yeah, it occurred to me, at 2:30AM, that cats are pretty nocturnal.
I tried kicking Geronimo out of our bedroom last night in order to get the two of them to settle the hell down, but he either went into the Little Imp's room and crawled under her bed and started pathetically mewling into the baby monitor (which the speaker for it sits next to MY side of the bed, of course) - I AM NOT KIDDING, or he sat at our door and stuck his paws underneath the door as far as they would go, and 'Lil Bit and Geronimo meowed back and forth to each other and played patty-cake underneath the door, driving me completely, batshit insane. Then they started mewling at one another, in true Romeo and Juliet style and I'd had enough. I kicked her out of the bedroom as well.
By 4:30 she was crying so loudly outside our door that I took pity on her and made sure that Geronimo was sound asleep and let her back into the bedroom, shut the door and climbed into bed with her. After a few more facial attacks and then trying to convince her that making a nest out of my hair (I already accomplish that on my own, thankyouverymuch!), was not in her best interest, she finally settled under my chin and purred herself to sleep. Then she got up, went over and pestered the hubby for a while then again with the purring and finally settling into the crook of his arm.
So, before we end up giving our newest furry inmate at the Barking Mad Asylum a totally inappropriate name, help us choose one. So far, of all the comments left on yesterday's post, "Godiva" seem to be in the lead. The other contenders are listed in the poll below!
