Every morning my little Sushi cat likes to hang out in the bathroom sink while I apply my makeup and brush my teeth.  She’s been quite patinet lately, what with the baby making it difficult for me to give Sushi the level of attention she is used to, and the normal morning schedule sometimes being pushed back until afternoon.
I’ve always enjoyed my “Sushi time”, and it’s nice to have a lovey purry kitty that doesn’t ask too much from you (unlike the older kids or the baby constantly hanging off your boob).
Still, my kitties are my furry babies – though I don’t mean that literally.  Which is why it was that more shocking when this morning, as I was leaning over the sink to apply eye liner, sushi bit my boob.
I don’t get it either.