cuddle monster or demonic hell cat?

we've been cat sitting for a friend while they're off galavanting around barcelona for the past few days, about one more week to go. now i love fat old cuddly cats as much as the next gal, but i have my boundaries. and theyve been crossed. we are so far beyond the boundary i cant even SEE the boundary anymore.

henry is perfectly adorable and pleasantly cuddle during the day. a bit jump and aggressive with the nuzzling, but overall sweet temperament. but when the lights go out, the claws come out. henry has taken to sitting outside my door and meowing INCESSANTLY. that low, painful 'give me attention or ill die' kind of meow. that im-going-to-keep-you-up-all-night kind of meow. eventually henry realizes simply meowing is futile and starts head butting my door, scratching my door, until he eventually PRIES OPEN MY CLOSED DOOR. he then decides to meow some more, inside the room, jump on the bed, and nuzzle my head for 10 minutes. gets bored, then goes back to meowing. soooooooo annoying.

i havent gotten a full nights sleep in days! ive been a bit of a grump lately (understatement of the year), running off sheer adrenaline to get my midterm papers and exams in within the next few weeks. it all finally caught up to me yesterday when i completely lost the ability to string together coherent sentences in conversation. epic talking fail.

UNTIL last night. i left the door slightly ajar, hoping that might stave off the head banging/meowing/scratching. i filled his food and water bowl to the brim, made sure the litter was clean. and miracle(!), the rascal left me alone. that, or i was too tired to hear his complaining. either way, hes back in my good graces again.

i think this is the beginning of beautiful friendship, henry.