I woke up to the funniest thing this morning.
As most people know, my cats have started sleeping in my bed. Lately, Smokey has gotten a little protective of my attention. I think she senses that Giada no longer has a mommy and she’s not very sure if she wants to share hers.
It’s still dark outside and I’m awoken because I keep on feeling something running across my feet. I come to my senses and open my eyes and what do I see? My cats brawling at the edge of my bed. There was hitting and wrestling and I actually laughed outloud. The kitties have been known to chase one another around the apartment, but I’ve never actually seen them brawl.
I think it’s safe to say that Smokey won the fight. When my alarm went off this morning Smokey was in my bed and Giada was on the floor.
