it's not quite 6am and I'm up already
I was actually really really asleep
deeply asleep
dreaming even
epileptic cat
under the covers
wet bed
so I'm well and truly up
Trying to dig a claw out of your leg at 5 am when it's attached to a convulsing cat tends to wake one up in a hurry as does the dash for dry towels
Given that the washing machine is next to David's room, I'm waiting till he's up to do the laundry.
Cup of chai
knitting
Sophie probably could do with some quality lap time round about now
yawn
proper post later
Ye Gods! Okay, an epileptic cat who pees the bed lets you win the insomnia competition hands down. Not that either of us wanted there to be such a competition, much less to win it. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteyeah she WOULD choose the one night this week that I was tired enough [ and sleeping pilled enough ] to actually sleep !!
ReplyDeleteYikes! That would bring one out of a dead sleep for sure! I woke up the other night from the slightest brush of a whisker on my hand. (the cat was not amused by my reaction...) I think a claw to the leg with a pee chaser might just keep me up for a week!
ReplyDeleteEver thought of swapping pyjamas for a wetsuit, or some other cat-claw-impenetrable outfit? I hope this wound heals faster than your bitten wrist.
ReplyDeleteThere's never a dull moment with the menagerie you keep, is there, Susan?
Good excuse for more rest and MORE MUSIC, methinks.
Hope you used lots of disinfectant on the wound if that claw punctured the skin. I sound like an over fussy mum, but I'm speaking personally from a rather horrible experience from same!
ReplyDeleteto be honest Lindi, at 5 am the last thing I thought about was disinfectant. I was more worried about not getting pee on the quilt[s]
ReplyDeleteSeems fine though - but point taken.
Oh dear........reminds me of the first few days of 4wk old baby Moggies residence. She was at the Vets, rescued by council workers after the Mother was killed, hence the young age. She quickly scooted down to the foot of the bed, inside the sheets of course, to sleep and I think I can still feel that Yuck of reaching out my feet on waiting and finding something wet, and on investigation, brown. Oh baby baby. I hope she recognised the love. It took about 5 nights then she was perfect...almost. She is still the one cat that I cannot train to use the scratching post. It has an occasional mark on it...I even recovered it.....but little brat prefers the furniture.
ReplyDeleteHave to have one fault.
I'll see you a spiked leg and wee and raise you $2500 in car repairs.
ReplyDeleteThat said hope you and my girl are both recovering well, and no I'm not asking for money.
Still waiting on puppy names and updated photos, and people keep asking me if you're going to keep one.
much as I'm tempted to keep one of the puppies
ReplyDeletea] I haven't been offered one
and
b] given that no one is sure what fathered them, I'm not willing to risk a potentially large and/or aggressive dog around the goats,
for which the cats have thanked me profusely
and PND and Brenda haven't named them as they're not planning on keeping them
and I'll see your car repairs with an equivalent in dental work