Loki: the most appropriately named cat

So I was thinking after this weekends shenanigans that I should create a blog site just for Loki. I have never owned a beast quite like this one. And he is a beast. Now weighing in at 9.5 pounds and all muscle, this silly little cat is controlling this house. Or at least me, in this house.

Aside from being addicted to bleach, tearing up toilet paper rolls, knocking over the trash can repeatedly, trying to get into the baby's crib, climbing up the drapes and being addicted to bleach...Loki is just your average, loving kitten. HA!

I have never seen an animal react to bleach quite like this one. While cleaning the bathroom this weekend I sprayed Clorox in the tub and within 2 seconds Loki screeched into the bathroom and barrel rolled into the tub, screaming. When I picked him up to throw him out the door and close the bathroom door, he turned around in mid air and somehow made it back to the tub before I could even get my hand on the door knob. This happened at least 3 times. It was amazing.

So naturally, after the 4th unsuccessful time, I screamed for Nick and now both of us were chasing this little beast trying to get him out of the bathroom. Man, he is fast. If I had known that Clorox bleach was the equivalent to crack for cats I would have locked him in our bedroom. Somehow I doubt that would have made a difference though cause once Nick got him out of the bathroom, he closed both hallway doors and locked Loki in the dining room. And this is when I knew Loki needed a bleach intervention. Or BA. Bleach Anonymous. He sat at the dining room door (note: with the hallway in between 2 closed doors), screaming and rolling around sticking his paws under the door to try and get to the fumes of the bleach for almost an hour. (I will try to download the video of him rolling around outside the hallway door). I was actually a little worried since his nose had white crust around it and he behavior was erratic. But as Nick always says: "he had a good run."

Even after the bathroom aired out, Loki stayed in there most of the day trying to huff himself into oblivion. That is until we started to put the baby's crib together. Then he had to come get in the way of that too!

And he didnt stop there. At around 12:30am I woke up to use the bathroom and this is what I found...