The Trap My Cat Has Laid...

It's a very ingenious trap. She knows me. She knows I cannot resist her little pink paw. So when she sleeps on the bunk bed above mine, she extends that little paw over the edge of the top bed. And then when I go to tickle the paw, BAM. She captures my fingers and chews on them.

Then she lures me into a game of finger-chasing. 'Cause she knows I can't resist that shit.