So tired

[james_davis_nicoll]

Fig and Ibid think hot weather is the best. And I think they have some means of drawing energy directly out of the ambient atmosphere. A process that involves jumping on me from the top of the book shelf, and clawing at me to get me to play. Or as it turns out, gently push them off the edge of the bed.

(Also, they wanted me to know they ran out of dry food just after all the stores closed. They don't actually like dry food but they didn't like not having the option to eat it....)

There's a certain chance they will be locked out of the bedroom tonight so I can get eight hours sleep.

Comments

[graydon saunders (from livejournal.com)]

Coexistence with desert creatures is difficult.

I suppose they are still kittens, or at least awkward teenagers, and there's some hope their manners will improve with age.

[nelc.livejournal.com]

There's a certain chance they will be locked out of the bedroom tonight so I can get eight hours sleep.

I've never lived with a cat, but something tells me this plan is doomed to failure unless accompanied by earplugs.

[james-nicoll.livejournal.com]

I have a fan and a CPAP next to the bed, so there is ambient noise.

[w. dow rieder (from livejournal.com)]

1 data point: Outraged yowls and door scratches from a single cat are audible for a human in bed with an air filter and a fan, both set on high, in the same room.

I could ignore them, then fuss over the cats when I got up as compensation, but it took a while to get used to it.

[nojay.livejournal.com]

I have an MP3 player playing an ambient noise track (heartbeats and ocean waves white noise) hooked up to some cheap computer desktop speakers positioned at the head of my bed. It helps me get off to sleep in part by screening noises from the rest of the building.

http://cantonbecker.com/music/white-noise-sleep-sounds/mp3s.php

[scott-sanford.livejournal.com]

They have practice singing the song of their people - and being cats are not distracted by the internet.

[(Anonymous)]

I used to sport a nice set of Tiger stripes on my left arm, courtesy of holding Tiger when Zeus, a 4.5 foot high at the shoulder, entered the room. Tiger really felt it was a good time to be elsewhere, and took off with a vengeance. Thanks to the fact that I heal slowly, they were on display most of the summer.

William Hyde