Thursday, November 29, 2012
The funny thing is that this is a typical morning for me when my little girl gets into the bed.
Like the pup, she is a compulsive wriggler and loves to play as soon as she gets up.
And, like the kitten, I just want to sleep. So she flips around and kicks and pushes and rolls, and I growl "Damn it, either go the hell to sleep or go back in your bed!"
But at least I don't bite. Not hard, anyway.
The turnabout is that with a lover I'm the puppy; I enjoy a kiss and cuddle - or more, if there's the chance - in the first hour of the morning. And almost without exception my beloveds have been lovers of sleep, not lovemaking, in the small hours. Mojo, especially, loves her morning slumber; her reaction is along the lines of what you'd expect from a grizzly disturbed in mid-January.
Anyway, I just enjoyed inventing the dialogue for this filmclip:
SPARKY: Ooh! Ooh! C'mon, Puff, let's play!
PUFF: Wha...the fuck? Are you nuts? G'wan. Knock it off.
SPARKY: Awww...c'mon, l'il buddy! Play! Play!
PUFF: Faaaa...leave me alone, you idiot.
SPARKY: C'mon, let's play! I'll let you chase me! Oooooh, let's wiggle!
PUFF: I'll wiggle your ass. Go the fuck back to sleep.
SPARKY: Ooooh! Gotcha!
PUFF: Okay, biting you now. Sleep! Why can't you fucking sleep!?