Mar 11, 2005 08:45
2:30 am. i wake up. need to get a glass of water.
i'm laying there for awhile trying to sort it all out. i finally sit up on the foot of the bed.
my hand brushes something feathery. as soon as i feel it, i snatch my hand away and shutter.
i look down. dead bird.
in my bed.
it's just like the godfather.
thank you, cats. thank you for all of your love.