As is her wont on colder evenings, Starbuck likes to crawl under the covers and curl up next to me in bed. Last night, I was sleeping on my stomach, and she crawled onto my back and did that little paw-kneading thing. Aww.
Which was all well and good until Rocky spied this lump moving under the quilt and decided to pounce.
Claws. In Back. Ow.
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Hee hee... I've never owned a cat, but I remember spending the night at my friend's house and waking up with a weight on my chest, I opened my eyes and this Sheba looking cat was staring down at me. I think I was in her spot.
Lovely. Well, I hope you had a nice morning, as long as they woke you up early.
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