Who knew that not all cats are homicidal assholes?
And why weren't we informed?
Louise with-her-camp-name is simply lovely.
She snoozes in my neck, chews on my hair.
She gets picked up all the time by all of us, yet we haven't lost eyeballs.
There is no blood oozing from fresh scratches.
It might just be part of her evil plot, luring us in ever so gently, then BAM! she'll go for the jugular.
But so far so gooooood.