I photoed my cat Kisse as she was about to try and pounce on my face - no literally. ON MAH FACE.

I no longer have her, but she lives on in my memory as a warm hearted kitty with a taste for face, a blackhole in her stomach, and a hungering for souls (moths) and zombies (I had a sewn together wolf tail that had been zombified by dying and being revived again. She tried to re-kill it on several occasions and eventually succeeded... *shakes fist*).