Pillow Thief
So much for sleeping in
Saturday morning. I expected a nice, leisurely lie-in. Instead, I was rudely awakened by a pillow thief.
My younger cat climbed up on my head and began vigorously (and noisily!) grooming herself. Lick, lick, purr, purr. The weight, the sound, the vibration… I was awake.
I got up, went into the bathroom, and had a glass of morning elixir. (Two teaspoons of colloidal metals added to water.) It needs to be taken on an empty stomach, so that’s always the first thing I do every morning.
I came back into the bedroom, expecting to go back to bed, and discovered she had taken possession of the pre-warmed pillow. In typical cat fashion, she was now sound asleep.
She looked so adorable. How could I move her?
I needed to be up and getting things done, anyway.






