Bonnie has almost given up on the sink peeing but has a new vice - back
riding.   When she was a kitten it was
a cute trick - racing up a human's  back!!   In an adult cat, it is the
pits.

When I am putting on the meal at night I have to watch for her.   If I bend
over to open a low cupboard or look in the frig. she hurls herself at me.
But not to the shoulder, oh no, she hangs from the middle of my back,
yelling.   It is impossible to remove her short of rolling on the floor.
She clings like a limpet.

DH has a solution.   He runs screaming in from the kitchen stooped in half,
shouting "get this b......... cat off me!!!   Bonnie loves the attention.
I can see her watching me out of the corner of my eye - any minute it is
attack!!!   Wine glasses go flying, hot fat burns hands in the kitchen   Now
she is extending her repertoire to visitors.   Where will it end?

Is Bonnie going to attack the postman like that unfortunate cat in the news
lately?    And what will happen in the summertime when bare backs are in
vogue, I shudder to think.   Perhaps it was better when she just peed in the
sink.

Bev