A short nap, and I'd barely drifted off when I dreamed that my old cat, Princess, was sitting on my chest, trying to wake me. And tired of waiting and flicking her tail she leaned forward and bit me hard on the fingers, woke up suddenly with the pain of the bite still in my fingers, shaking them out, no pain, but I think that I should call L**** and see that the cat is alright...
a miscellany of completely unrelated thoughts...