Mixed signals

Last night I was sitting in the window watching my favorite TV show -- 24 -- with Mom and Dad and Maggie was being so sweet. She sat in front of me and I put my ears flat and she gave me a nice little head bath. It was sweet. Then today happened. She's been a wild child. She bit my butt and made me yelp. Mom has had to separate us a few times (I'm not proud of the fact that I out-weigh her by 11 pounds and Mom has to pull her off of me, but she has those little kitten teeth, and they're like mini-daggers or paper cuts and they hurt!) ... It's just so unpredictable living with a kitten. I think she's acting out in denial of her upcoming birthday (in two months).