Jan 13, 2007 16:49
I got that tense feeling in my neck today that I get shortly before getting a migraine (I get 3 or 4 of those a year). So I popped a couple of Excedrin and laid down to take a nap to stave it off. Dan's knee is bothering him a lot today, so he decided to take a nap, too. In came our kitty Luther to join us. He was nice at first, and cuddled down between us (I think he thinks Dan is his property, and tries to keep us apart as much as possible. Apparently wedding bands mean nothing to felines.). I slowly started to fall asleep, feeling my neck muscles starting to relax. All of the sudden, I was shaken out of sleep by a mouth and nose full of fur. Apparently Luther decided that my face was a MUCH more comfortable bed than our actual bed. Dan heard my muffled cry for help and pulled the cat off. It was peaceful for a few minutes, and then Luther decided my hair would be pretty comfy, too. So he tried to settle in it as it was fanned around my head on the pillow (I HATE sleeping on my hair). As you can imagine, him pulling on each strand of my hair as if he was trying to yank it out by the roots wasn't exactly comfortable, either. Again, Dan reached over to remove him. After this routine repeated itself 5 or 10 or 100 times (I lost count), a very sleepy Cathy was getting irritated. I felt Luther shifting to sit on my face again (which is an especially dangerous position, given his farting problem), and I pre-emptively went to push him off -- and instead accidentally smacked him in the head. This only strengthened his resolve to sit on my face while I slept. I don't even know how it happened, since apparently I started fighting back in my sleep, but I woke up later to realize that I had him trapped under my arms and was using him like a pillow. He got up and settled on top of my midsection, and I dropped back to sleep. There was a tremendous pressure on my nose that woke me up, and I looked over and saw Luther still on my midsection, but bracing himself with both paws on my nose.
That began the fight: how many places could he put his paws without me throwing him off the bed? Let's count: on top of my nose, in my nostril, in BOTH my nostrils, in my mouth, over my eyelids, on my throat, across my forehead, on my hair again... I lost count.
I really think there is a secret website called catsontheirhumans.com. And I think Luther is the webmaster. Or at least trying to get some submissions on there!!
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