Dozing, half-asleep-half-awake, knowing I could easily slip back into my dreams
15 pounds of cat lands on my stomach, his weight concentrated in 4 very sharp ends
“I’m hungry and my food bowl is empty”
I nudge my husband
“Honey, Magnus wants his breakfast. Will you feed him, please?
“What? Oh, ok.”
Dozing again, sliding back towards dreams
Give me 2 more hours, please
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