Kitty Pot.

OK, so 26 becomes psycho-kitty after some catnip in his scratchbox. I mean, I can’t even pet him. He wants to bite everything. I have to keep my feet off the floor and Misha in her rat-apartment. And it lasts for hours. The point of all this is that I just let him have some, and now I’m afraid he is going to eat my face off while I’m sleeping. 

(don’t let this photo fool you- this high mother-f*cker will eat your arm if you try and pet him right now.)


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