My feet were cold so I put socks on the baby

I had a friend who would wake up because her feet were cold. She would get up and put socks on, then go into her child’s room and put socks on him, figuring that if she was cold, he was cold. I did my own version of this the other night.

I woke up at 4am because I had to empty my bladder and because I was thirsty. While I didn’t make Molly go outside in the very cold weather, I did make her wake up from a deep, deep sleep to drink some water. If I was thirsty, she must have been, too. She didn’t argue, but she was very confused. She went right to sleep again after the unplanned outing.

Perfect Pets: Fun Short Story Picture Book for Children by Arnie Lightning

Perfect Pets: Fun Short Story Picture Book for Children

Perfect Pets: Fun Short Story Picture Book for Children by Arnie Lightning
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

I got this as a freebie audiobook. It surprised me that it is still considered a picture book even though we can’t see any pictures.

The imagination runs wild in this book, trying to get a child to think of the best pets for them. All of the pets mentioned are imaginary or inappropriate.

The story is cute, but I think it would have been better with pictures. It would make a good bedtime story, though.

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Were the cats fed?

The last one to bed feeds the cat. Some nights, it’s difficult to know who the last one to bed will be. I am usually the first to bed, though. I sleep for a few hours and then wake up to use the bathroom. If I hadn’t heard anyone feed the cats, I will text my kids. One night, “Were the cats fed?” got a response of “Yes. Twice.” Each of the kids thought that she was the last one to bed so she fed the cats. The cats didn’t correct her. They even tried to tell me that they hadn’t been fed when I got up, so they were trying for a third dinner that night. I guess they forgot that the humans talk to each other.

What are you watching?

I was watching TV quietly, with Molly at my feet. I had not been paying much attention to what Molly was doing, since I was trying to finish up the show I was watching. My daughter came in and asked Molly what she was watching. Apparently, Molly was staring at the TV with me. It was nothing very interesting. I can’t even recall what she was watching. No animals on the screen. Just something that was interesting to her. I’ll have to ask her what her favorite programs are, so we can watch them together.

Scaring the pup, by Mistake

Molly is my constant companion when I am working on schoolwork in the garage. This works out well, until I take a break. If I decide to stop to do laundry, she follows me over and helps by standing on the dirty clothes so I can’t pick them up. If I try to go to the bathroom, she either has to go out, too, or she follows me into the bathroom.

I decided to stop to take a shower. Molly decided she needed to supervise. After the shower, she decided to race me out to the garage to get back to work. Molly did not realize that my daughter was out there, doing laundry. I heard a loud yelp and my daughter laughing. Molly had run past her, then saw motion and realized that she was not alone.

Molly is a scaredy cat. I have rescued her from spiders, lint, the cats, etc. I never thought I would have to rescue her from my daughter. Thankfully, she settled down as soon as she realized that there was no real threat.

Makeshift Wrestling Ring

Two cats and a dog think they share my bed. The cats pretty much are only there when I am not, but the dog will go up any time, as long as the kitties aren’t in her spot.

Today, it was time to put the sheets back on the bed. I sent the dog to the garage. I kicked one cat off the bed. The other cat decided she was going to help with the sheet changing by sitting in exactly the same spot where she was sitting. No. No you aren’t. I called for human help, since that cat doesn’t like me at all.

I use a sheet scrunchie, which holds the fitted sheet onto the bed. It works great, but is a pain in the neck to get on the bed. The first difficult part is figuring out which end is the bottom of the sheet, so that I can attach the scrunchie to it. Then fitting the scrunchie around the mattress isn’t so easy.

I got the bottom of the sheet on the bottom of the mattress and was pulling it up to do the top part. A human helper decided that the dog wasn’t going to hurt anything, so she let her in. Molly decided it looked fun, so she jumped on the bed and all of the work I had done came undone.

I got the dog out, finally. Then the cats came back to help.

I decided to quit for a while until they whole group decided there was anything more fun to do.

I described the scene to a friend and he said it seemed like a makeshift wrestling ring. It sure felt like it. Thankfully, no one was recording it.