This is what I woke up to this morning... 8-Bit put his paw on my face. I roll over. He starts to trill. I roll over again. I get the partial claw to the arm (we all know this one; it's where a kitty will extend his claws but doesn't scratch). I finally decide to get up to feed the boys. At this point I can't find Scratch. Then I hear it, Scratch's high pitched meow. Scratch is in the hall closet, and Bit had locked him in. I have no idea how long Scratch had been in there, but he did use his box and eat right after. I'm going to have to keep a closer eye on both of them at night.
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8/22/06 at 4:44am