You Know What Makes Me Happy? Waking Up With Mocha
Every morning Mocha wakes me up by crawling on top of my body, purring super loud and slowly petting my face with her paw. AT 5:00 AM. The first few times it happened, I woke up ready to kill people, and I would start swatting around without opening my eyes in a futile attempt to make whatever the heck was on my face GO AWAY. Then Jay would be like "Look at her! It's so cute! Open your eyes.... you can't be mad if you see this..." and then I would open my eyes and be magically transformed into the sappiest fool on the planet.
So yeah... cuddling a kitty at 5am makes me ridiculously happy.
Also, this is a fairly accurate depiction of my hair at 5am. It's been growing, which makes it more out-of-control than ever. Some days I make it to the bathroom and realize it's a miracle that Jay still loves me when I have hair like this.
Good thing he's distracted. By a crazy cute cat, stroking his cheek with her little paws.