Callie
CallieMy cheek is stuck to my hardwood floor. I learned years ago to put my bed on risers. When my cat is scared, she likes to sleep under the bed, and waking up under a bed that"s very close to the ground isn"t a great experience.
Another thing I learned years ago was to keep the underside of my furniture swept clean. Unfortunately, I haven"t had time to do it in a week or two. I blow a dust bunny away and sigh.
A set of boots walks into the room and up to the bed. "Hey, pretty lady." James drops to his knees beside the bed. "Back to normal?"
I nod, rubbing my ear against the floor. He holds his hand out for me to grab. I take the offered help, and he pulls me out from under the bed so I can climb to my feet. A gentleman through and through, he reaches over with his eyes averte
