I could feel the headache starting in the middle of the night and hoped it was just a bad dream. When I woke up and it was a reality, I hoped it would pass. It didn't. The good news is, I took some prescription strength Ibuprofen. The bad news is, I took some prescription strength Ibuprofen and can't remember how to spell words. Words are important to a story. And I have a tendency to pull out long forgotten ones - none of which I can recall at the moment as an example. This will be a very short entry.
While I was waiting for the meds to kick in, I was wrapped up nice and cozy in my comfy chair. Guess who decided to join me?
I have no idea how these pictures got in such odd places but my head hurts and I don't really care.Boo! may be a headache sometimes, but she is also a very good companion when you have one. Also, she has appointed herself "Waker of the Mum" and pushes into the room each morning to wake me in Boo! style. Which is to say I get lots of kisses and face rubs. She also does a purr/chirp/chortle thing which sounds odd but is very pleasing. I love this baby cat and truly believe she was sent to make life fun. (I almost wrote more fun - then wondered if that should be funner - which is not a word and funnier didn't seem right - oh Lord....)
I will end this right now before I start giving away state secrets. Actually, I should have left the typos - it would have been the funnest blog entry yet...
You cannot believe how much noise is generated by a tiny cat demolishing a half empty water bottle case. It's not like we don't buy her real toys...
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