Sarah and Sadie

I got home from school this morning at 3:30am. I woke up at noon with a backache because I slept in an "S" shape all night. The culprit? (or culprits I should say). Sarah and Sadie, the two hairy creatures on the left. My darling, furry felines of 12 years, who prefer the middle of the bed and make no bones about their annoyance should I have the nerve to try and move them over during the night.

When I turn on the light at 5:30am, they look at me with contempt and....do I see a bit of boastfulness? Yes, I think it pleases them when I leave the house. They can finish what remains of their 18 hour day sleeping.... something I wish I did more of. And they know this.

Sarah, the kitty in the back, freaks me out sometimes. She likes to run around a play in the middle of the night. She wakes me up, skidding around on the wood floors, making banging noises by trying to open lower cabinet doors with her paws, or knocking my beanie babies on the floor. My beanie babies. For awhile, I collected the kitten beanie babies. I have about 5 of them that I kept in my guest/ironing/music room. They sat on a little nightstand and were never bothered. I decided I didn't like them there and ever since, Sarah has not left them alone. It's as if they offend her. First I put them on the guest bed. Well, that's where she sleeps so she promptly moved them all to the floor. Then I put them on my desk in my bedroom. Again, she doesn't like them there and at night, she moves them to the floor. I'm at my wits end because when I come home from school, there's a trail of beanie babies all around my house! With kitties, you just can't win. The sooner I accept that, the happier I will be, and I love every minute of it.