Argh!
So my cat walks in, I can still feel the cold outside air in her fur as she walks past my head and wakes me up by gently limiting my breathing as she pushes a soft hairy blanket in my nose and mouth. I realize I’m thirsty, wake up completely and turn on the bedroom light, to see a feather stuck on the tip of one of her whiskers. (Which immediately reminded me of “The Vampire Lestat” that I just read, drinking blood, and taking away my thirst all together)
Now it’s not that I don’t know that my cat hunts, and I know she brings in mice, but there is nothing more confrontational than knowing your cat has just been nibbling on a nice and freshly killed (presumably) dove and right after that rubbed herself all over your face.
Yuck.
Yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck, YUCK!
I feel like I’m partially to blame for this poor bird’s demise :-(
Now I’m incredibly awake, hungry and a bit appalled by the potential dead bird smeared all over me. I’ll need at least 10 minutes of an old James Bond movie to get to sleep again. I think I’ll gamble on Octopussy, as I’ve been using that for four nights to get to sleep now, and I still haven’t gotten past the backgammon bit ;-)
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Bwahaha! You using old Bond movies as a night cap is hilarious :) They’re not -that- boring, are they?
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Cailin, the old ones are… Not a lot of fighting, and for some reason, the sounds make me forget I’m trying to sleep, hence I’m off like a baby in no time… Normally…
Last night, no such luck, the dog was restless and vomiting, the cat kept on wanting attention and the rabbits decided that with the light on, it was a good time to start running around… Needless to say, I was up, very up, for very long…
And now I feel like complete and utter shit :-(
I’m starting to realize just now that my back does feel a lot better with more sleep, I wonder if it’s the relaxation or just the fact that you can cope with everything better after a good night’s rest…