aren'tcha, bright eyes and bushy tail

so. my sister's boyfriend got her a kitten last week. she had been desperately begging him almost to the point of harrassment asking him for one and hoped her birthday wish would come true. it did. he rescued her from an animal shelter and now she's here to stay forever. she is called latika (a character name from the film, slumdog millionaire) and shares a room with me and my sister. an inside house cat, totally didn't see this coming. but its okay. i let her sit on my bed with me every now and then. on my beanie chair. and on my desk chair. sometimes she explores my side of the closet. okay so she pretty much goes wherever she pleases. and if she decideds to jump upon my desk and spill a vase of flowers all over the floor? c'est la vie.
obviously, cats are photogenic creatures. period. no questions asked. they have this graceful nature about them that in one second flat can go unwired. she has the personality of oh hello i am the sweetest angel in all the land so please come pet me, also the personality of don't mind me i'm just going to test the sharpness of my teeth so i hope you don't mind losing a finger. unlike any of the things i've photographed before, she's not afraid to suddenly climb my leg in the middle of a photo session to eat the drawstring of my sweatpants. tiny razor claws sunk into my shin and knee and thigh as she scrambled upward, it hurt, and kinda caught me off guard. all jokes aside, one of these days i'm going to master a decent picture of this cat jumping in the air. its on my bucket list. and lastly. honestly i've never been much of a cat person, but i'll just say, this girl is something else.
on a side note; these are not dirty tissues on the carpet. promise. as it turns out, facial tissues make good distraction props and they are fun to bite on and shred to pieces.
also. latika may or may not have tasted the laptop while i was blogging.