Call me the cat whisperer. Go ahead, I’ll wait.
Miss Annie P. Kitty sat on my lap while I raked her head with my nails which she seemed to enjoy immensely. She then felt comfortable enough to jump on our bed and force my hands to pet her. After that she felt anger towards my toes and proceeded to attack and mutilate. All night… for hours…..and hours……and hours.
The cat has officially become a Tatum family member. She is so pretty and crazy. I adore her. Thank you for everyone that gave advice. I think she knows that she is safe with us and she wont have to kitty whore herself on the streets anymore for vittles.