So there I was ... sleeping in the cozy corner of the love seat... loving the sleeping, I may add. I was having this wonderful dream. It was so vivid...
I was walking along a GIANT window sill. And it was warm beneath the soft pads of my toesies. The sun was warming my back fur and I was gazing out the giant window watching oodles of birds and squirrels and other creatures. They were scampering about and entertaining me with their singing and juggling skills. I found a comfy spot on the giant ledge, curled up and soaked in the gentle heat of the sunshine. My owner brought me a bowl of fresh sparkling water and a plate of fresh salmon-flavored kibble. My favorite fish toy was moving on its own and ready for me to chew on... as I reached out to grab the fish toy with one paw and a scoop of kibble with the other (I'm ambidextrous)...
INSERT LOUD OBNOXIOUS, BLARING CELL PHONE RING...
I was FALLING! I FELL off the love seat! AGAIN. The STUPID cell phone had been right near my sleeping face and it scared the bejeepers out of me and when I woke suddenly, I lost my balance and fell from the edge of the love seat onto the floor. I stood up as gracefully as I could, hoping SHE didn't notice.
When I looked up, I saw that she was covering her mouth with her hand and her whole body was shaking... she threw her head back and laughed from some dark, deep, loud place in her belly... tears streamed from her eyes... now is that NICE? Was it really FUNNY? I could have been seriously wounded! Yeah, she tried to pretend she was laughing at something else but I know the truth: she planted that cell phone next to my sleeping ears... for she KNOWS how much I LOATHE HER CELL PHONE! I will exact my revenge. Don't know how and don't know when... but I will...
I'll get HER ... and her little phone, too!