Open Letter to the Cat

Dear Mr. Hudson-

Why did you find it necessary to wake me up at 630? I was awake until almost two a. m. cuddling you, and actually let you sleep on the bed, under the covers. Your box is clean, your food and water are filled, and there aren't any squirrells hanging around the windows. I don't believe you needed companionship that badly, especially since once I realized I wasn't falling back to sleep you buggered off and are now hiding in Katrina's playhouse.

See if I play "mouse under the blanket" with you again any time soon.

Sincerely,

me

Birthday!

Happy Birthday to filkferengi! I was not born under a rhyming planet, or I'd write you a song...

Have a great one!