During the cold cold winter months, we hang a thick blanket over the window that is directly above our bed heads. Sure it's dark all the time, but there is such an advantage over the lace curtains, that don't keep any heat out at all.
Mecrutio does not like the blanket. He likes to be able to see out the window, and doesn't understand the relationship with the warmth in the room. Previously, he's moved the blanket in such a way that there was a cat-nose-sized hole that he could look through. This is a fine situation.
This morning, however, Mecru decided that this compromise was not working out for him. While we were still asleep, he stands up (which makes him about 8 feet tall) and grabs the blanket with his claws. I wake up a little, hearing noises that mean the cat's up to no good, and say "Mecru, get down. The blanket will fall. You'll fall." and then I drifted easily back into sleep. Can you guess what happened next? The blanket fell. The cat fell. On my head. Cat first.
The cat runs off because cats don't like to admit that they fell, even if there are witnesses. The blanket is still lying where my head was. I decided that it was time for me to get up anyway, because I had a cat-sized headache from where he did not land on his feet (I believe we made back-to-head contact, or some sort of other bone-to-head contact). While Craig was still sleeping- because if it doesn't involve them directly, boys can sleep through anything - I gave the cat a lecture about how if he isn't nice, then we will stop loving him and force him to stay in the now-cold bedroom all by himself. I also mentioned that we are allowed to close doors in our apartment, and he can't just start scratching them and meowing because he doesn't to be "closed in."
So my lecture seems to have worked. Mecru stopped scratching and meowing and is now happily perched on his tower, looking through the bamboo curtain to the outside world. I've ad my tea, and Craig is playing Mario Tennis. We're off to a fairly normal start, aside from that first part.
So how did you wake up today?
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Kedging Cannon
1 day ago
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That's cute. My dog regularly uses my husband's head as a stepstool-not to get to a window-just because.
Yeah, my cat does that to me too.
Mine was kind of cat-related, too: I woke up with my eyes glued shut with allergy goo because my cat has decided she needs to sleep by my head quite suddenly. We used to have a cat-free bedroom because of my allergies, but we haven't been as serious about it in the new house, and Miss Mina has a new spot... complete with hair, dander, and the occasional piece of litter. Ew.
I think I've developed allergies from my cat doing that. Our tiny apartment is too small to have any cat-free zones though. Plus, he keeps me warm at night. Which sucks during the summer.
I've woken up to the cats coughing up hairballs a few times, but thankfully not on my head1
Mecru has thrown up right where my head was. Lucky (for both of us) I've always managed to wake up and move just in time.
I woke up when the alarm went off at 8 am. Then I got ready to go to a day wedding that I had very little interest in attending.
That's less exciting.
I woke up @ 7 a.m.... just because I had had enough sleep, I suppose.
I took a shower and did some reading for a class I was teaching today.
I'm a little jealous. Yours was a good one.
My cats like to sit on a book that I lay face down for a split second while I rub my eyes or scratch my head.
I think they have scanners in their paws.
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