I should have named my cat Shenanigans.
Not only does he take great pleasure in waking me at 3am every night by jumping on me and knocking the wind out of me.
He is a very big cat, 38 pounds and larger than my sisters dog.
He also likes to hide in the cupboard where I keep my drink glasses when it's empty.
I can't take him to the vet without them having to sedate him to even do a routine checkup.
I can't do anything to scare this cat, if I manage to sneak up on him the moment I'm about to grab him he tilts his head back and meows.
He's made himself a lair by a window in my office behind some boxes.
If I buy him a toy, it is utterly destroyed within the first 24 hours of me bringing it home.
I love the little guy though, and he loves me back but only because I feed him.