The only time Ritz showed any interest in my hair was the time I decided to curl it (it is normally straight).

I came downstairs and she FREAKED OUT, ran over to me jumped up and began attacking my hair pawing at it, eating it...and scratching the scalp..ouch.


My spouse extracted her and put her down on the other side of the room, I stood up and she ran over, climbed up my sweat pants, sweatshirt and perched atop my head, once again madly clawing at the curly mass.

I finally had to wash out the curls - I think she thought someone was attacking the mommy cat's head! I know I posted this before, but I laugh every time I think about it because I learned that day that we had not only adopted a family pet, but a built in fashion critic!

No, mommy, no...curls are a BAD LOOK for you!!! (Come to think of it, she's right)