QUOTE(Grits @ May 16 2014, 09:18 AM)

Here’s a postcard from Grits World.
The Girl is relaxing on the couch before school. Grits is wandering around playing with her new toy.
Grits: Look. I just got a decibel meter for my phone.
The Girl: *removes earbud* What for?
Grits: To prove that your dad eats potato chips louder than any other human. Only dogs eat them louder.
The Girl: …
Grits: So I shall inform you how loud every noise is, starting now.
The Girl: *laughs*
Grits: Fifty-seven decibels.
The Girl: *replaces earbud* Hashtag nerd life.
These vignettes always make me laugh. Thank you.
The story that follows is not as good- but is probably representative- or something....
So when one becomes a Doggie of a Certain Age, one does not sleep through the night, because of... reasons.
When I have to go on one of those excursions, I do not bother with my glasses- or to turn on any lights- in fact, I try to stay as close to still asleep as possible.
So, several nights ago, I wander down the hall and into the bathroom. The black and white cat is resting on the throw rug- which is not unusual for him- keeps his belly warm and the rest of him in the air-conditioning. Just as I am beginning the process of ... removing hydraulic pressure... I feel something small and fuzzy "tap" my foot. Then the yellow Princess cat darts past my legs. "Oh- just a small, delicate kitty paw," I think.
Mission accomplished, I step out and see that Princess Kitty and her cohorts are chasing a live mouse. The same one she just dropped on my foot...