Sunday, July 1, 2012

Son Day - Mom Style

So last night I woke up at two in the morning, nothing unusual. I headed to the bathroom, nothing unusual there either. These days Quill joins me in the bathroom, so he can partake of the spare litter box, or the dish of kitten chow.

Even in my drowsy state, I realized something was off. What was it? Hm. Wait, no kitten. Odd. Surely he is going to be coming along shortly...

Hand washing and still a no show. I tried to think back to when I felt him next to me in the night... I had no recollection of him coming to bed. Panic started to set in. He always comes to bed with me. He had stayed up late playing with hubby, but still he should have been right behind me.

I started to check all his usual spots, and nothing. I rechecked them all again, this time calling his name in ever increasing decibels. Full-On Freak Out anyone? Yes please!

I woke hubby up and we looked again. I went into the garage and in a complete panic went outside. Suddenly a sleepy-eyed Quill strolled out of my office, confused by all the fuss. I scooped him up and snuggled him with a vengeance.

I spotted his kitten hidey-hole this morning. He is getting behind the books on the bottom shelf of the bookshelf. He is really a cave kitten.

I just love this picture of us that Trish took. Whenever he is unsure, I am his security blanket. As long as he can get behind me, all is right with the world for my sweet boy.

10 comments:

  1. Whew! I felt your panic there for a moment, too! Don't you just hate it when they stop your heart for a second? What a sweeheart he is. I love a Mommy's Boy.

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  2. Whew!! Sorry for the stress and extra gray hairs that must have brought on. Such a cutie pie picture.

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  3. Ai yi yi!!! I nearly had a heart attack! Get it? HART attack?
    Quill must have been OUT COLD to not come to bed!

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  4. We do stuff like that to our mom too! It makes her crazy!!

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  5. You should have called him Trog!! Know that feeling though!!

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  6. Of course!!! He just likes a good book.
    ; )

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  7. He's starting out early on getting in some learnin'. Good for him. What a cute photo. Looks like he's got you eating out of his paw already.

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  8. Well, of course the boycat knows books are the name of the game in the house. :) Gotta say, I love what you said about the glitter--my human has done the blog thing for almost four yrs too. Thought she was a writer too, until somebody told her to fire her editor... :) I look forward to reading more of your adventures--heck, you may inspire my human Tommy some. :)

    Noir

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  9. I feel your panic...I go through this all the time with Ellie. She is ALWAYS there and if she is not I panic. Sometimes she just wants to sleep elsewhere...go figure.

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  10. Then they yawn and stretch and give you the most innocent look ever!

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