vvvexation | Fscking psychotic kitty

Sometime during the last couple of weeks, Ki has apparently decided to become a lap cat. I'd consider this a thoroughly positive development were it not for the fact that he's evidently a little unclear on the appropriate way to go about it.

To take the most salient example: He just spent the last quarter-hour or so peacefully curled up on my lap, purring away, which was awfully nice even though I'd had to spend several minutes removing him from the keyboard tray before he settled down. All was calm and happy as I paged through my friends list--

and then I decided to reach across him with my left arm to start typing something.

Apparently he wasn't happy with this. And the way he showed it was by attacking my arm with all five of his pointy bits.

Bast wept.