Cats and Dark and Stuff

So here I am, laying in bed in the pitch dark.

This is actually pretty huge as I have not turned one or the other of my lights off in my room at night for years. Lots of years.

I’m afraid of the dark.

So what? It’s true.

George (my cat) decides it’s finally time to eat his dinner. Breakfast? Whatever it is for cat time.

Typically, he has a bowl of dry kibbles however, today I ran out and forgot to pick some up on the way home.

There was a little left in his bowl so I mixed one of those brothy, chunky treats cats are supposed to love, though he rarely does, (I’d be happy to mention the name for sponsorship, just saying) into his bowl with the little bit of dry food.

Looked interesting but not to him, until now.

In the pitch dark I hear this weird, wet chomping noise, similar to an animal being eviscerated and think what the ever loving… Well you get my drift.

It reminded me of a cat we had when I was a child. She was a beautiful siamese, very loving and very, it seems, lazy.

Or maybe she worked smarter not harder.

Being in Colorado we had a little mouse problem in the laundry and we set traps. At night you would hear, snap! Very shortly after, here would come the cat up to my room and right beside my bed.

I’d here this same sorta noise.

Only with her it actually was an animal being eviscerated The one victim to the snap!

I was slightly horrified. Even worse though was the cat would then come sleep right by head. Ew, no.

I haven’t thought of that in a long time. Maybe that’s why I leave my lights on. Anything can sound weird and horrifying in the dark.

That’s got to be one of the worst.

As I sit here contemplating if I actually have kept my lights on that long, George decides to puke a hairball.

Lights on.


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