The famous trained cat alarm actually let me sleep until 7. (But not before standing on the humidifier and loudly worrying the controller, then proceeding across the bed (and me) to see what he could knock off my nightstand. THEN Sabine decided she needed to be under the pillow I rest my (formerly broken) arm on -- so I let her under the covers. She not only wouldn't settle, but then Rufus decided that, since her tail was sticking out, he absolutely HAD to bite it. Sabine retreated under the bed. Rufus, maybe not at that exact moment but soon, curled up on the side and waited for a while before magnifying his weight so I would wake up.

Anywho, haven't sipped my tea, showered or washed my hair, or talked to Tom yet. After I do all that (and then some), I'll be back.

Linn