Last night Pizmo invented a new game called Bang Really Hard on Thad's Door As Soon As He Falls Asleep.
The first few times he did it, I chased him and squirted him with the spray bottle. After that, I thought, hey, if he's that insistent on getting my attention, maybe this is some kind of Lassie thing and someone's trying to steal my TV or I locked his brother in the bathroom or something. So I left my room and looked around the house, but nothing was wrong. He's not a lifesaver, he's a shithead.
The next time he did it, I pinned him on his back and sprayed the water directly in his face, about four times, and then hauled him across the house and flung him into the living room. I felt kinda bad about it, up until he came back and started doing it AGAIN.
Best guess on why he would be so persistent even after such strong punishment is that he thought I hadn't fed him enough. Brad was out for the night and I feed the cats a lot less than he does, because he overfeeds them and they are fat fucks whose stomachs sway wildly back and forth when they run.
Anyway. He eventually stopped, once I started ignoring him entirely. And then I slept until 1:30 in the afternoon!
I swear to Christ, I am going to wake his ass up every single time I see him sleeping for like the next week.
In the meantime, I am being extra-nice to his brother just for not being an incredible shithead.