Chapter 18December 31: Angie
The day started off so well.
I woke up slowly, feeling deliciously warm but also somewhat hemmed in, which made sense when I realized there was a cat curled up alongside each of my knees. I said, “Hi,” and two woozy black heads popped up. Then four golden-green eyes opened wide and two feline thought-balloons formed with oh s**t and human and WTF in them. I said, “Good morning, Gomez. Good morning, Morticia. I need to get up and go pee. Then how about I feed you?”
I don’t know what the hell they thought I said, maybe, How about I eat you. They scrambled up and teleported back under the bed. I mentally added a large rug for the bed to stand on to my home-improvement shopping list. No chance I’d forget, since the moment between putting my bare feet on the bare
