Thanks to Spooky the cat, today started with a cold glass of water splashed all over my head as I lay in my bed. (Who needs coffee?) What a pleasure. I do have to say, though he’s very talented. . . the glass was not broken it was miraculously balanced between my night table and bed still half-full, unscathed. As he had decided he needed a drink from my water glass that sits next to my bed, the adventurous scamp that he is was just being a cat, I’m sure! But really… I’m not a morning person and to be disturbed at 6:45 by a giant noise and bounce on my bed as the cat jumped over my face and ran, knowing he had messed up was scary!
Cats! They’re always into something! I love him dearly, but if he could keep it down to a dull roar during the night while I’m trying to sleep might be a little more mannerly I’m thinking. Why is he always chasing his imaginary enemies during the middle of the night? Does he see those ghosts, too? After all, he is my familiar . . .
What crazy shenanigans do your pets do for you?
© Evelyn Garone 9/29/11