Bad Cat. Have some kryptonite.
I bought two cat bibs (http://www.catgoods.com/). I put the purple one on her the other day, and boy, was she pissed off. She staggered around howling and whining. When she tried to leap straight up walls as usual (ala Superman), she face-planted right into the wall. And then I laughed. And she held a grudge. When I tried to pick her up later in the day to pick the seeds off the bib and to write on the ID on her collar, she used my face as a springboard to escape. I now have a rip in my upper lip, lower gums, and lower lip. :c
This morning she came in sans collar and bib. She has lost the first bib already. The next collar is going to be a non-safety, non-stretchy collar. Tough titty, bad kitty.
Since I keep swanning around whining about how my face hurts, Meesto gave me a glass of wine. On an empty stomach. I'm so numb! I feel nothing! Yay! And then he made me (still drunk) read to him while he cooked dinner. I did great! I can totally read out loud while drunk on one glass of wine. I can type while drunk, too! Whee!
Collar store not open till Monday. Kitty's gonna get it then. Muahahahahaha.