This morning when the alarm rang, I thought I might steal a few more minutes of sleep by hitting the snooze button, but then it happened…
A paw whacked me on the head,
“No. Stop it.”
Another whack on my head.
“No. Go bother daddy.” (I turned my back to her)
50 pounds of fur jumped on the bed next to me.
Now, I admitted my defeat and got up only to find the path of disaster across the floor consisting of tiny torn up pieces of paper like a path of confetti awaiting my arrival.
As I turn back to look at the guilty party, she was snuggled where I was just a few moments before…
snuggled on the blankets.