Night Terrors

[roseembolism]

Currently our night terrors are about a foot long including tail, have plush furry black fur, and and big green eyes.  They've learned some new tricks, the little devils.  Now that they can get upon the bed, they've learned some new games, like:

1. Bed Mice: it's a classic, chasing the strange mice that move beneath the blakets.  Get em!
2. Bounce Tag: One of the parents under the covers is the safe point- in order to be safe, you have to JUMP on them.
3. King of the Mountain: the mountain in this case being the parents.
4. Climb Behind the Head of the Bed and Swat Dad's Hair.
5. And of course, run around madly jingling the ball.

Tonight we went from "Don't let them out into the living room, it's not safe!"", at 11:00 PM, to "You know, the porch isn't THAT wet..." at around 5:00 AM.  Currently wondering if there's such a thing as Kitty Ambian, or Kitty Valium...

Comments

[mithriltabby]

One thing I’ve done with Yeti is racing him up and down the cat tree before bed. This entails relatively low exertion for the human and plenty for the cat, as they have to move their entire body up and down the gravity well while we just flick our wrists. I generally stop when the cat is panting. Kitten energy is an amazing thing...

[haamel.livejournal.com]

You have discovered why we currently don't let Moonshine and Moonrise into the bedroom. I love them dearly, but I don't need systematic sleep deprivation to dampen my enthusiasm for them or for life in general. It's bad enough when Moonshine decides to start pawing at the bedroom door at least an hour before I intend to get up, but we can live with that. Maybe we'll change policy at some point, but for now, sleepy time is time apart.