Mom came through her dental procedure quite well, tho' we still have to monitor for any infection risks, etc. They decided to consult her docs and got her something to help her sleep through the procedure. She woke up minus a real tooth and with a new fake one implanted, and all she wanted was ice cream. OK, she's "normal". She also kicked me out. Won't speak to me a bit. Not the surgery. SHe's just angry that... uh... Y'know, I don't know. Sh ecouldn't kick the tooth doctor, and she won't go after my hubby, but me? I'm a safe target. Lord, to sleep another twelve-twenty-forty hours, y'know?
I posted this elsewhere, but this really did happen. Copied and pasted here from a member group here on DS, and it's my tale. Tail. Whatever. Enjoy!
I took a nap. All quiet.
Something made me wake up. *ping* on my radar sort of thing.
I open my eyes and am looking right in the door of the bathroom attached to the bedroom. Into the eyes of the cat from next door. She's calmly "loaf" position on the bathmat, staring at me with her intense green eyes. "HI!"
What. The. What?!
OK. I went to sleep. Home alone, doors locked.
I wake up. Cat!
I sit up. I check. Yes, I'm awake. Cat is real. Cat is furry and purry.
House is silent. No one else here...
Panic! Chaos! Oh.... crap....
So I telephoned my husband and said, "Honey? Did you come home between 10 AM and 11 AM and not wake me?"
He said, "How'd you know?! I needed to pick iup my laptop."
I said, "LilMiss."
He said, "Huh?"
I said, "Let me guess. She got in, and you never noticed."
He replied, "She got in?"
OK, yep, answered that question.
The cat and I traded a look. We both sorta said, "OK, that's nice, let's go back to sleep."
So we did.:-)
No pix, but LOL, welcome to my life!
For the record? She's this little bundle of fur that usually lives around my house despite not being my cat...
She only allows pictures when she's asleep. Otherwise, she's moving. At light speed, usually!
Warm furry day to all....
Coffee?Tea?Hot Chocolate?Cider?Warm Broth/Soup?
Good morning, from the land of "I slept 5 hours, but God forbid Hubby not wake me to ask me if we should check the cats, then he goes back to sleep and I am awake to deal with cats...." BTW, no neighborhood cats out in this lovely 10*F (-4*C) with nasty wind child weather. He was worried about ours. Who sleep on a sleeping bag and are probably sleeping more than I get to, an din more comfort....