Friday, May 20, 2005
Is It Friday Already?
Ashley waits until my alarm rings in the morning before she starts asking for food. Then she jumps on the bed.
"Ow-wooo! Ow-wooo! Ow-wooo! Map, map, map!"
She will be assuaged with petting for a couple of minutes, then asks again. "Map?"
Sometimes, if I'm really tired, I do the "fake." That's where I sit up and swing one leg over the side of the bed. Then, as the cats run into the kitchen--Ashley like a deer with her tail flashing in the morning light, Chico like a Japanese bullet train--I get back into bed. They mill anxiously about the kitchen for a few moments, then they look at me as if to say, "Heyyyy....!" Then they jump on the bed and start again.
"Ow-wooo! Ow-wooo! Ow-wooo! Map, map, map!"
She will be assuaged with petting for a couple of minutes, then asks again. "Map?"
Sometimes, if I'm really tired, I do the "fake." That's where I sit up and swing one leg over the side of the bed. Then, as the cats run into the kitchen--Ashley like a deer with her tail flashing in the morning light, Chico like a Japanese bullet train--I get back into bed. They mill anxiously about the kitchen for a few moments, then they look at me as if to say, "Heyyyy....!" Then they jump on the bed and start again.
