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Dragons almost grown!
Dec. 7th, 2008 11:17 amOkay, last time. My tiny one is very close to growing up - if it doesn't within a day or so it will die, so a few more clicks, please??
Dec. 7th, 2008
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Dec. 7th, 2008 12:30 pmMy cat had me giggling myself to sleep last night.
For some bizarre reason I decided last night that it was The Time to wash my blanket and comforter. So I did. Of course, the comforter required a couple of extra cycles to thoroughly dry and all the upping and downing of stairs left me too achy and exhausted to shower before bed and there was no way I was climbing into squeaky clean everything without a squeaky clean me to go along. So, I left the old sheets on the bed and just threw an old comforter over them instead of my blanket and figured I'd do the actual sheet etc. changing today.
All good, right?
So, I climb in and curl up and eventually my cat hops up to snuggle in. She almost always does the chair to bookcase to head of bed maneuver (she's 13 and a half and not always as spry as she was, though sometimes she still does the straight jump up). In any case, she gets on the bed, walks onto the comforter and starts grumping. She walked down to the foot of the bed, started to climb over my legs, then turned around and scurried back up by my pillow to yowl at me. I was laughing, which got me the evil eye, but she also looked terribly pitiful hiding up by my pillow so as not to be touching the Comforter of Evil.
I coaxed her back onto it, thinking she'd just settle down, but no, she was back up by my pillow complaining pitifully in seconds. Finally I had to pull it up off a section of the bed and coax her down onto the plain sheets. She stood and glared at the comforter, grumbled, glared at me, walked about and finally sat and glared and grumbled from there. After a lot of petting she did a last turn around, slid up against my butt, batted the Comforter of Evil even further away and lay down, grumbling and meeping the whole time.
I? Was giggling the whole time. Which got me a few pokes, a few butt shoves (which only made me worse) and much aggrieved grumbling and assorted other noises as I giggled myself to sleep.
For some bizarre reason I decided last night that it was The Time to wash my blanket and comforter. So I did. Of course, the comforter required a couple of extra cycles to thoroughly dry and all the upping and downing of stairs left me too achy and exhausted to shower before bed and there was no way I was climbing into squeaky clean everything without a squeaky clean me to go along. So, I left the old sheets on the bed and just threw an old comforter over them instead of my blanket and figured I'd do the actual sheet etc. changing today.
All good, right?
So, I climb in and curl up and eventually my cat hops up to snuggle in. She almost always does the chair to bookcase to head of bed maneuver (she's 13 and a half and not always as spry as she was, though sometimes she still does the straight jump up). In any case, she gets on the bed, walks onto the comforter and starts grumping. She walked down to the foot of the bed, started to climb over my legs, then turned around and scurried back up by my pillow to yowl at me. I was laughing, which got me the evil eye, but she also looked terribly pitiful hiding up by my pillow so as not to be touching the Comforter of Evil.
I coaxed her back onto it, thinking she'd just settle down, but no, she was back up by my pillow complaining pitifully in seconds. Finally I had to pull it up off a section of the bed and coax her down onto the plain sheets. She stood and glared at the comforter, grumbled, glared at me, walked about and finally sat and glared and grumbled from there. After a lot of petting she did a last turn around, slid up against my butt, batted the Comforter of Evil even further away and lay down, grumbling and meeping the whole time.
I? Was giggling the whole time. Which got me a few pokes, a few butt shoves (which only made me worse) and much aggrieved grumbling and assorted other noises as I giggled myself to sleep.