Girl v.s. Evil Basement Cat

Atlas Super Kitty has discovered he can now jump even higher than the window seals. He has made the top of the tall dresser, the top of the entertainment center and the bookcase his new play areas. What does this mean for me? It means I have to accommodate him by removing everything from the once safe areas and hide my stuff in drawers. Saturday morning I awoke to discover that he had found my ATCs that were hanging on this really cool wire frame thingy I got from Pier 1. They were out of the way minding their own business when my precious miniture peices of art were brutally attacked by a black, furry ball of evil. If I had any coordination and was not still rubbing the sleep out of my eyes I might have been able to catch him and ... lets just say he would be short a few of those nine lives. Atlas has also discovered the box spring, or more importantly the space between the once intact lining and the box spring. Do you know what it is like to be startled awake by a spring going BOING! beneath your head? I am on edge over every little noise he makes. I'm afraid he is chewing and destroying stuff. I wish I can tune it out but I can't. It is a never ending battle. I have found my nemesis.