Pepe's Blog
April 17, 2005
Ouch
I keep going to sleep in the silliest of places. When I say silly, I don't think they're silly but they turn out to be because I start dreaming of mice and then fall off whatever I'm lying on. I fallen off the arm of the sofa a couple of times and earlier today I fell off my favourite windowsill. Luckily there were some empty boxes beneath it to break my fall (what's with all the boxes around anyway? Somethings going on I tell you. Wonder if it could be to do with this new house rumour). Anyway, I'm trying to give up these silly places, so I'm curling up more on my humans. That's much nicer anyway (though I did scare Ian the other day. He accidently woke me and I must have been having a bit of a nightmare because I woke hissing and bareing my teeth. Then I just sat confused and meowing gently whilst he calmed me). Anyway, all this talk of sleep you know...
