How to Boof! and Floog! the rules ...
Nov. 24th, 2009 07:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Well, the stress of Mater's current situation is obviously getting to me. I had a very bad bout of what I think is called 'night terror' last night - I was trapped in a nightmare half-conscious state, dreaming that there was something like a scene from Mad Max going on in the street below (home-made drag racers and motorcycles roaring up and down), yet I couldn't move or speak down the phone to call the police ... nor could I or G wake me up.
Also, hopefully a sign of feeling better, for the first time I can ever remember (and at around 02:00 - before all the night terrors kicked off), the Boofer came and sat on my full bladder and purred for nearly an hour before I dozed off, and with the softest, gentlest, fluffiest paw in the imaginable Universe on my nose I was woken up again ... it turns out that the prescription diabetes-management wet food which was initially TOTAL POO in the Boofiverse is the new favourite delicacy, and was vital at 02:00 this morning ... G apparently failed to pick up on these signals last evening, which may explain all the Boof! and Floog! the rules about begging for food when Uncle and Aunty Feedle are snooing.
Wong! was mostly good as gold, apart from precipitating some kitten bother on my tummy between the two incidents described above.
I predict that I will do a nose-dive and be sent home from work around lunch-time ...
Also, hopefully a sign of feeling better, for the first time I can ever remember (and at around 02:00 - before all the night terrors kicked off), the Boofer came and sat on my full bladder and purred for nearly an hour before I dozed off, and with the softest, gentlest, fluffiest paw in the imaginable Universe on my nose I was woken up again ... it turns out that the prescription diabetes-management wet food which was initially TOTAL POO in the Boofiverse is the new favourite delicacy, and was vital at 02:00 this morning ... G apparently failed to pick up on these signals last evening, which may explain all the Boof! and Floog! the rules about begging for food when Uncle and Aunty Feedle are snooing.
Wong! was mostly good as gold, apart from precipitating some kitten bother on my tummy between the two incidents described above.
I predict that I will do a nose-dive and be sent home from work around lunch-time ...
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Date: 2009-11-24 08:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-24 08:29 am (UTC)Mind you I think I would have pretty powerful nightmares if a kitty was sitting on my full bladder. Ow!