I Love My Cat And I Should Not Kill Him...

Spaz is once again living up to his name. Not only has he now developed the... LOVELY habit of nightly digging through the trash in my bedroom wastebasket and spreading it around, he has now fucked up my Christmas tree, flattening three of the lowest branches to the floor so he can sleep there. I have to figure out a way to straighten the branches and reinforce them so the little moron can't do it anymore. Right now, he's spending quality time in his carrier so I don't murder him.

This on top of jumping on Lady at every chance.

I really do love him, but geez, he sometimes makes it hard.