Arthur had a very sweet way of waking me up, this morning [View all]

I'd had a really bad night. I woke up at 1:30, after a nightmare, drenched in a cold sweat. Eventually fell back to sleep and had a less traumatic but equally weird dream. So I overslept by a bit.

I woke up to Arthur making very gentle biscuits on my toes. Not my feet, just my toes. I didn't even have to open my eyes to know it was him because he's the King of Biscuits. The rest of the kidcats were gathered around, just watching me. It was a refreshing change from Madoc's habit of pouncing and nipping my feet while also trying to drag the duvet off of me.

We will all be turning in early, tonight.