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Have you ever woke up covered in your own blood? Today I did. Or, that's what I thought.

Turns out sometime in the dead of night, Happy Fun Ball jumped on the bathroom sink looking for amusement. What did she find? One of those little cups that comes with NyQuil for dosing. Cherry NyQuil.

I wake up around 8:30, with a cat on my head, thinking I feel kind of sticky... I opened my eyes to discover I was coverd with little red drops. Luckily I found the cup with the last bits in it before I panicked.

Date: 2005-01-07 05:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] solsistr3.livejournal.com
kitties are a suprise a minute!

Date: 2005-01-07 05:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eccyntric.livejournal.com
I keep finding pink feathers in my clothes. My god, the just get everywhere.

Date: 2005-01-07 08:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dj-ricecake.livejournal.com
Are you secretly harboring a flamingo?

Date: 2005-01-07 08:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uglor.livejournal.com
The first time I woke up covered in pink feathers I thought "Did I get drunk and screw a flamingo?"

Date: 2005-01-07 09:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uglor.livejournal.com
If I did, she snuck out without asking me to call her a cab.

Date: 2005-01-07 09:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eccyntric.livejournal.com
Where would one find a flamingo to harbor? Fugative flamingos...I like the sound of that...

Mike's kitten murdered her pink feathery playtoy a while back, and his apartment is still covered in the carnage. I stayed there for a week over xmas. Now my belongings are covered in the carnage as well.

Date: 2005-01-07 06:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] leezechka.livejournal.com
i find small mice in my shoes.

Date: 2005-01-07 06:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] leezechka.livejournal.com
and there was the time oscar got mad and made me bleed profusely out of my ear!

Date: 2005-01-07 10:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] saluki.livejournal.com
The weiner dogs will crawl up on the couch and wind themselves in the blankets I invariably have there because my boyfriend is apparently part yeti and I'm freaking freezing.

Frequently, I mistake a bump due to dog as just a bump. More than once I've heard the startled squeak of a nearly-smushed dachshund.

Imagine a combination whoopie cushion/a rape whistle sound. That's the squeak.

Date: 2005-01-07 10:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carriesnarf.livejournal.com
Hopefully kitty did not ingest nyquil?

Date: 2005-01-07 11:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uglor.livejournal.com
I doubt it. There were only dregs left in the cup. She wasn't dead when I came home.

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