Laurie
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What a lovely Tuesday morning. The air nice and crisp--not a worry in the world, is what I'm thinking to myself as I drive home from work in the early morning hours. When I get home I'm in zombie mode, stripping off clothes, snuggling into my nice hearts and flowers pajamas. I put my satin heart eye mask on and snuggle into the covers for a nice long sleep. But no--no, not I! At five hours of sleep I wake to the sound caterwauling! Long, mournful calls and then suddenly fierce fighting! Right in the very bed I'm sleeping in. I jerk awake to see Sam and Baxter going at it like the flipping WWE right on my bed!
The culprits--
Baxter:
Sam:
These two boys are brothers who pretty much look identical. Sam is the lover--constantly on me every chance he gets whenever I'm sitting in the recliner. Baxter sleeps on my head on my pillow--but then again I guess sleep is the operative word here!
Just when I thought I was going to get a nice solid at least 6 hours of sleep no such luck!
To quote Disney sort of: Those Darn Cats!
The culprits--
Baxter:
Sam:
These two boys are brothers who pretty much look identical. Sam is the lover--constantly on me every chance he gets whenever I'm sitting in the recliner. Baxter sleeps on my head on my pillow--but then again I guess sleep is the operative word here!
Just when I thought I was going to get a nice solid at least 6 hours of sleep no such luck!
To quote Disney sort of: Those Darn Cats!