It’s not Dr. Seuss.
The bat and the cat. Last night as I was turning over for the I-don’t-know-how-many times, I became aware that something was going on. I heard the scuffle of little furry feet and they weren’t mine. The unmistakable sound of a cat chasing something penetrated my sleep fog and I soon found myself stumbling out into the living room. When I flipped on the light I was greeted by the cat doing it’s best NASCAR left turn in the living room. On the second lap, something whizzed by my head. Suddenly I... Sign in to see full entry.