Its really late.. and Im tossing about and cant seem to get back to sleep..I'm just not comfortable.. and then I feel a presence in the room.. an uneasy feeling Im being watched..I reach out slowly ..trying to focus I turn the night light on beside my bed ... and there he is sitting quietly staring at me.. Tank..my radioactive cat..scoping the areas of the apartment for bugs, small rodents, and waiting ever so patiently for the 6 am feedbag call...just dont piss him off... he may not have claws..but he will find a way to trip you when youre blindly wandering in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom or get a glass of water, or even try to make it to the kitchen before him..hmmmm and when he finally gets those evil laser eyes working will disintegrate me if I dont feed him or pet him or change his litter fast enough..Tank is actually afraid of his own shadow.. and his presence when anyone comes to visit me ..is few and far between...He even understands when I yell out "Git" to run from my room immediately...unless hes just biding his time waiting .....hmmm..I better watch my back.(LOL)
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