Log in

No account? Create an account

Previous Entry | Next Entry

Dream a little dream of me...


( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
Jan. 15th, 2004 09:10 am (UTC)
One place where the employees are encouraged to sleep in the job?

Horrid idea, although a combined dream machine and cat translation device would at least allow me to understand the appalling howling that invades my sleep at 5.00 most mornings.
Jan. 15th, 2004 09:14 am (UTC)
I can translate that!
"what are you still doing *in bed* when *I* want feeding. now! listen stupid blob, one more snore and the toes get it... because I'm hungry, I'm starving, I'm emaciated, no-one ever feeds me... are you *listening*? food! now! blob!"
Jan. 15th, 2004 09:22 am (UTC)
Now that's how I interpret the horrendous crunch as a large weight arrives on my ankle, followed by the cold rush of air as the duvet's stripped back, followed by the digging of at least four sharp pointy joints into various soft parts of my anatomy, followed by "I love you mummy". All at 6.30 am. Biggle, however, is more of a mystery. Why do deaf cats howl?
Jan. 15th, 2004 10:23 am (UTC)
because they can't hear how loud their polite meep really is?
( 4 comments — Leave a comment )