Poetry In Motion (January 02, 2007)

He thrusts his fists paws against the posts shower doors,
And still insists he sees the ghosts I dunno...

Dorian has started a cute habit that is fast becoming a bad one. He'll hop into the shower and start scratching at the doors so they'll make banging noises. At first we both laughed, which was probably a bad idea. This morning he started doing it at 4a.m. I wanted to kill him. I tried calling to him and getting him to come to bed... but the little bugger decided he wanted everyone up and wouldn't stop. He went from banging the doors to running up and down the hallway. This lasted until I finally dragged my ass out of bed at 5a.m., a half hour earlier than usual. Now I'm tired and have to try and go to work. *yawns* If only we could keep him awake during the day...

Posted by Diva at January 2, 2007 06:36 AM

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Damn cats. I feel ya, dawg.


Posted by: Jules at January 2, 2007 08:38 AM

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