The kitten now rules our lives. What we do everyday is dependent on what he needs or is doing. >.< Little Ozzy, please forgive my grumpy husband who you like to chew the toes of at 3 a.m. He doesn’t really like your sharp little claws in his thighs either when you jump all over him. We love you and we are happy you are healing so well but, every now and then we would like you to wake up at 7 a.m. at the earliest… Please?