I just want the bed to myself!

Meet Stripes, she is Zac's kitten.



Meet Rebel, she is Gage's kitten.



Can anyone tell me why I agree to let my children have pets? Knowing that I will have to take care of them. Knowing that it's summertime and my boys are NEVER home...which leaves just me.
I don't even like animals!
Seriously. I don't.

But they now know me as their caretaker. They won't leave me alone!! They're attached.

This is the ghetto door to my bedroom, see the huge gap between the door and the floor?



Yeah, they sneak through this gap when I go to bed, they climb up in my bed and work their way under the covers, to the bend of my knees or the bend of my arms, or on my head, kneading my hair.
ugh!!!! I can't stand it!!
So, I decided to barricade the door.
I pushed shoes up under the door, towels, blankets, NOTHING worked!
They were determined to get in bed with me. No matter what I put against the door, they worked their way in. No matter how long it took.

So, last week I found the solution. Tape. Cats hate tape, right?
My ghetto invention to keep the kittens out.



And it worked!
Then they realized they couldn't get in, so it's a race every night to get to my room.

They wait for the signs.
I turn off the tv, they get up.
I turn off the light, they run to my feet.
I start walking to my room, they take off running.
By the time I get there, they're hidden very well.

UGH!!

So, I have to hunt them down. In the closet? Under the bed? Behind the dresser? In the bathroom?
I never know. Then when I finally catch them to toss them out...the minute I pick them up, they start purring. Awww, I feel so bad!!
But I canNOT stand animals in bed with me.
Zac is gone with his dad this month. I thought I'd be free from things sneaking in bed with me....guess that's what I get for thinking.