I’ve been up all night with an insomniac cat. I know that Mrs. B has had plans to secretly kill me for some time now. I realize now that this, THIS is how she will do it. I will die of sleep deprivation.
This is one of the reasons why I do not like coming up here and when I do, it’s why I stress about bringing the cat with me. Because the weather was very hot yesterday we had to sleep in our one air conditioned room with the door closed. This did not sit well with Mrs. B at all. In addition to being stressed about being far from home (I hear you Mrs. B, believe me!) Mrs. B does not like closed doors and freaked out as soon as we turned the lights out and went to sleep. She crawled out from her spot from under the bed and began pacing around the room meowing and begging for me to get up.
I tried giving her some kitty xanax but that stuff did nothing. NOTHING! I eventually got up and hung out with her for a while, playing with her and brushing her and then just sat while we glared at each other. Every time I tried to curl up on the couch (a very small couch…the only piece of furniture we have in the living room) Mrs. B would freak out and start meowing.
She eventually let me sleep at 2am but woke me again at 4am.
It’s about 6pm now and I’ve since had a chance to rest up for the big event of the weekend, annual “HOA” meeting up here with the neighbors and what do you think? Mrs. B is passed out next to me on the couch. I should totally wake her ass up. Karma’s a bitch Mrs. B.