AZDana

I woke up this morning in a foul mood. I think it’s because Karen’s been disrupting my sleep again. She loves to sleep on ear or on my neck. I don’t allow her to do it while I’m awake, but she has a tendency to wait till I’m sawing logs, then she creeps up slowly and stealthfully till she’s exactly where she wants to be on my head.  It was adorable when she was a little baby kitty, but I tell you, a full grown gray striped cat is pretty effective at restricting the blood flow in the carotid artery.

I think I’ll be a bit more cheerful after I’ve recovered from this slight case of feline-induced anoxia.

Later Taters!