Monday, March 01, 2004
Tiger the cat generally sits (and sleeps) next to me in my Comfy Chair while I'm studying.
He was dozing comfortably just now, until he started having a bad dream, which involved a good deal of twitching and grunting. I wondered what he was dreaming about...being chased by a dog, maybe?
We've all had bad dreams, and generally it's a great relief to wake up and discover nothing's wrong. So, I placed a hand on him, hoping to wake him gently.
It was not a gentle awaking.
Tiger began flailing his legs, like those cartoons where a character's trying to run, but can't get any traction.
Tiger still has his black claws, and now I have nasty scratches on my right leg.
Does this blog make me look fat?
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