One of these has me concerned. I wonder when the puking will begin.
I must make this brief, for reasons that will become evident:
Yes, I will admit to being surprised.
I had merely wanted to let some light into the room and was raising the blinds when the whole blind assembly came crashing down on me.
Taken aback, I carefully inspected the scene and then it was that I noticed that the two brackets that hold the blinds against the window frame were gone. Though I combed the immediate area for them, they were nowhere to be found.
I believe it to be a diabolical form of sabotage, and I suspect one or more of the cats.
Thankfully, I sustained no injuries. This time.
I must keep moving. One of them is coming, and I don’t know what, or who, is safe anymore.
Because there is no better way to greet the light of a new day, after a nice solid slumber, than to have a cat shove its cold, wet nose into your armpit.