I overslept this morning. I got up and let the cats out around four, then went back to sleep. I didn’t wake up until after six. And it was a barking dog that woke me up.
I jumped out of bed and started doing the morning stuff I do every morning. Feed KittyMeeze, open the garage door, open the garage blinds, check on all of the cats and make sure they’re all still with us, one way or the other.I couldn’t find Handsome. I couldn’t hear Handsome.
I couldn’t find Little Bit.
I panicked. I checked all around the pool, and with rapidly beating heart, looked in the pool. No cat. I looked under the pool pump, in the catnip, in the cathouses, no Little Bit, no Handsome to be found. I looked on the bank by the doghouse. Not Handsome, no Little Bit.
Brian had gotten up and dressed and yelled out that he found Handsome. He was in the cat sleep center in the living room. I’d looked there, but I guess he must have been curled back in a corner of one of the beds, it was dark in there and I just missed him.
About then, I spied Little Bit on the bank, laying in the pine needles, fairly close to the gate. She found herself a new spot.
Well, good. Brian told me to get my shoes on and we’d go walking and I said I wasn’t walking today.
I already got my heart rate up.
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