One minute she's as cute as can be, the next minute she's in your face demanding some attention - and she really doesn't look happy this time.
That's OK, I can take the unhappy look and raise it, both girls are off to the vet very soon for their 6-month checkup. That ungodly look I got from Bubbles won't compare to the reception I get when I have to herd them into the cat-carrier. Hopefully the next time will be blood-free. When I last managed to take them to the vet he was worried after the examination because there was blood on his table. He felt a lot better after I told him the blood used to belong to me.