Tuesday, July 26, 2005

In the middle of the night

You are awakened by a weight upon your chest, pressing you down. You sense a presence just inches from your face but not touching. You open your eyes just a crack to see two inhuman eyes staring back at you.
You own a cat.

*sigh*It's not like I was going to sleep through the night anyway.

2 Comments:

Blogger Laura Lemm said...

I get stomped on and purred at in the middle of the night. :-)

But at least when that type of thing happens you can get up and write...or lay there and think about getting up to write.

7/26/2005 12:12:00 PM  
Anonymous Andrea Wideman said...

Honey,
That is nothing. Since that same crazy cat runs all over me and jumps, and I repeat jumps, up and down on the bed all night when I am trying to sleep. It wouldn't be so bad if I didn't have to get up in the morning and go to work!

7/26/2005 08:10:00 PM  

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