The most annoying cat in the world
This morning, I was woken up by loud, high-pitched meows. It was my flatmate’s cat, Kaiya, a cute, petite five-year-old tortie. My flatmate had left for work, and Kaiya was hungry.
Kaiya has a normal sounding meow—that is until you try to sleep. Maybe it’s the fact that women are programmed to be awakened by high-pitched noises (like that of a baby), but whatever the reason, it is absolutely impossible for me to sleep through her meows.
I’m not supposed to feed her for various reasons, plus it’s just annoying to have a cat expect you to feed them at eight in the morning. My cat Sita (residing with my parents) waits until I get up. Plus, even though her meow is louder, it’s lower-pitched, so it doesn’t necessarily wake me.
Anyway, Kaiya meowed. And meowed. And she didn’t stop for an hour. I finally got up to check to see if she could get out. She could, she just didn’t want to. I should have thrown her out the door and closed all the windows, considering what happened next.
She came into my bedroom and got onto my bed, which she sometimes does. But then she crawled on top of me and started kneading the blanket, and I felt her claws through the comforter. I pushed her off, and she got on top again, kneaded me again, and laid down and fell asleep.
This was okay for the few minutes that I didn’t need to move, but when I did I pushed her off again. She got on top of me as soon as I had moved.
This continued about seven times throughout the morning until she finally left my room. And started meowing again.
About a half hour later, when I was officially awake, I picked up my laptop and opened it. Then I moved back toward my pillow to sit up. Unfortunately, there was something extremely furry in my way; I had almost sat on the cat. I picked her completely limp body up and told her she was the biggest pest in the world. After that, she finally left…hallelujah!
This is basically what she looks like.
at least she didn’t poop in your bed