Most nights, actually most early mornings, sometime between 4:00 am and 5:00 am, sometimes earlier, I am awakened by one of our two cats. Usually the cat is sitting on my head and this is what I see:
Since Ms. J had the cats before she met me, I think I am still seen as the new guy stealing all the attention away from them, so even after close to ten years, I am convinced that they are actually trying to kill me. So, they have devised a plan to suffocate me by pretending to sleep on my face. I wake up though, thwarting their plan. Sometimes I wake up to a cat face within an inch or two of my own, sometimes though it is the other end of the cat which is not quite as pleasant. (Obviously the photo is a re-enactment since I can’t really have a camera at the ready for when one of the cats jumps on my face. At the time, I’m mostly concerned with trying to breathe.)
I must be a very light sleeper since just about any noise will wake me up, so I almost always will not be able to get back to sleep once the cat has tried to cut off my air supply. However, I’m also not quite awake enough to try to read a book, and I don’t want to wake anyone else up by doing something that would make any kind of noise, so what do I end up doing usually ? I reach for my iPhone and watch mindless videos on Utube. Typing “funny cats” usually comes up with something good, at least these cats aren’t trying to kill anyone.
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