Madoc is in a LOT of trouble, this morning

First he tried pummeling me into wakefulness at about 5:30. OK, I was awake but pretending to still be sleeping. After a few minutes one of the other kidcats came to my defense and a mild physical skirmish broke out. I'm not sure who the gallant kidcat was because I continued to pretend to be asleep.

THEN he knocked my precious Henry VIII Bosson Head off of the mantel, where I THOUGHT I had it safely secured. Fortunately it did not break. It actually flew at the perfect angle to land in the nylon 'cat tunnel' that was on the carpet. Not sure who/what intervened but I am grateful. It is now moved to the curio cabinet, behind a glass door.

Every time he does something like that, he walks to where ever I am, plops down on the floor and stares, defiantly, at me.

He might be a Prince of Cats but he's a King of Jerks. He's lucky I love him so much.