Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Tough Night and Kitty Giggles

Our foster kitty is restless.

We have given him the premium spot (our bedroom) so that he may feel comfy for the night.

I am guessing he is - but we are not.

He rolls around and purrs loudly and massages us with his paws and crawls under the cover and nuzzles our necks.

Hour after hour passes and I know that neither Chris nor I is getting much rest.

Finally, at 5, Chris gets up. He is going to finish the night downstairs.

He tells me, sleepily: "I thought I was about to get back to sleep but then he stepped in my mouth."

So, for the past 5 hours, every time I think of his departing words, I get the giggles.

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