he's helping

the detective graciously decided to help me make my bed this morning.  I was on the phone with my sister so I wasn't entirely focused on the task at hand. Literally every time i stopped paying attention he would find his way on to my bed and lay down in the worst place.  I would try to pet him, he would bite me and kick me, i would pick him up, he would go limp, i would carry him out to the living room, and we'd do it all over again.

I finally decided he was too cute to not take pictures.  Here's how he feels about being america's next top kitty model: