Luke woke me at 5 this morning because he’d thrown up in his bed and he could see the bottom of his food bowl, therefore it was empty despite still having plenty of food in it. First he crawled on top of me and meowed, then, when I waved him off, decided to bite my feet. I never did get back to sleep.

While I was at work, a reader sent me this image, which pretty much says it all, though I’d add: “… and that the bag is on your bed near your feet.”

Gotta love the critters. 😀