Just because the dry winter air makes me prone to static is no reason to torment me.

It seems the Big Hairless Ape finds it amusing to rub his feet on the carpet then touch my nose. He’ll call me over with the guise of treats, then ZAP! 

He’s caught me with it over a dozen times now. Even if I talk myself out of the treat itself, it’s the whole mystery of “what is it?” that gets me every time.

And no. Curiosity does not kill cats, but it sure pisses us off at times.

Oh, and just for the record (in case someone asks), I was not in the bathroom tonight. I have no idea how that plugged-in electric razor got thrown in the bath with the Big Hairless Ape.

Shock me, will you? Purrrrr…..