Then I guess you don't care if I'm starving or not, so I'll eat from the other cat's dish. Anywhere Cats sleep anywhere, any table, any chair. Top of the piano, window-ledge, in the middle, on the edge. Open drawer, empty shoe, anybody's lap will do. Fitted in a cardboard box, in the cupboard with your frocks.
Cats sleep anywhere.
It was dark and quiet, the still of the night. No sound at all, a street lamp the only light. I was settled in, covers pulled to my chin, The best part of the dream was about to begin. I struggled to wake, it was hard to breathe. And for some reason I couldn't see.