Came off my moutainbike yesterday afternoon, lots of rib bruising so I ended up trying to sleep propped up on the sofa with a pile of pillows. Couldn’t sleep as it was too painful, so sat in the dark while my wife snored away in the bedroom.
I hear the cat flap open, it’s Dizzy. Yay, some company. She has a little snack, I can hear her crunching her kibble. I call her. She walks straight past me into the bedroom.
I hear her a bit later. She walks past me, and out of the flap. Comes in a bit later, more kibble, then goes into the office.
This is repeated several times during the night, with her ignoring me completely and me unable to get up and sit her next to me.
Thanks. Three broken ribs apparently, so I’m not going far anytime soon, bugger.
I’m still propped up on the sofa with half a dozen pillows and a huge box of co-dydramol. Dizzy is curled up on the armchair on the other side of the room, tantalisingly out of reach. The little cow.
Came off my moutainbike yesterday afternoon, lots of rib bruising so I ended up trying to sleep propped up on the sofa with a pile of pillows. Couldn’t sleep as it was too painful, so sat in the dark while my wife snored away in the bedroom.
I hear the cat flap open, it’s Dizzy. Yay, some company. She has a little snack, I can hear her crunching her kibble. I call her. She walks straight past me into the bedroom.
I hear her a bit later. She walks past me, and out of the flap. Comes in a bit later, more kibble, then goes into the office.
This is repeated several times during the night, with her ignoring me completely and me unable to get up and sit her next to me.
Cats, huh? indeed…..