Christian. Sober. Musician. Guitar Obsession. Nerdy. Socially Awkward. In all other ways awkward. Video games. Health. Random Rants. Kitten Named Impa. Roommates are my cousin (Bre) and her husband (RJ). Humor. Whatever I think is cool or interesting. Heart of gold.
I live to make people laugh and smile.
The past few nights when I’m laying in bed, Impa has started laying down on my torso and lightly clawing at my hands. She stops when I finally pet her.
Not sure if adorable or overly-attached girlfriend.
So I put on this hat with all my hair underneath it and Impa got really confused. She keeps looking up at the hat, jumping onto my lap, looking at it up close, letting me pet her, jumping down, then immediately looking back up and realizing I have a hat on, then the process starts all over again. It’s kind of amusing.
On another note, this used to be a tight fitting shirt, and now it’s loose as a goose. Oh happy day.
Got this bed for Impa forever ago, when she was a little kitty, and she never used it. It’s been randomly on the floor for my cousins puppy to use, but since they’re gone for the weekend I caught her curled up in there.
Impa jumped up in my lap. She hasn’t done that since I started using this computer chair rather than the couch for my computer time, usually she just lays at my feet or just a little ways to my side. I think she could tell I wasn’t really feeling too great so she snuggled to cheer me up. I decided to document this occasion, like any crazy cat lady should.