At about three in the morning we awoke to a sneezing cat. My inclination was to kick her off the bed and lock her out of the room, but I was too lazy to get out of bed. I have to admit that I would have felt a little bad for kicking her out of the room when she was "sick" too. She was sneezing like crazy though---probably 20 or more rapid fire sneezes at a time. They were shaking the bed. This is sort of how it went...
H: "Sneeze...sneeze...sneeze...sneeze...etc."
P: "Is Henri okay? Should we do something for her?"
(More sneezing.)
M: "Like what? What are you going to do for a sneezing cat?"
P: "I don't know..."
(15 minutes go by, filled with more sneezing and some drifting in and out of sleep.)
P: "Maybe I should give her some catnip?"
M: "You think catnip is going to help the sneezing? I think it might make it worse."
(Another fifteen minutes of sneezing and half-sleeping.)
P: "Maybe I could go look something up online to fix her?"
M: "You're not going to find something online to fix a sneezing cat right now!"
(Another ten minutes of sneezing and Henri leaves the bedroom.)
P: "I'll check on her when I get up for work."
(Two minutes go by. I get up to go check on the cat.)
P: (with relief) "You're going to go check on her, right?"
M: (stumbling) "Yeah, yeah, I'll be right back."
Thankfully Henri appears to have gotten over her sneezing fit now.
1 comment:
that poor cat...she needs to be on a diet.!
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