|Daisy teaching me her napping skills.|
He may have been talking about Ebola, or ISIS, or the guy who attacked some NYC cops with an axe, or perhaps the recent shootings in Canada, I wasn't really sure. In any event, instantly my already high blood pressure shot up. My head started pounding, and I could hear a loud thumping in my chest. I looked over at my two cats stretched out on the bed; neither one of them seemed the slightest bit alarmed. "That's it," I thought to myself.
I scurried to the kitchen and opened a can of Fancy Feast, had a few laps of water, and curled up on the sofa. After my nap I chased a ball of tin foil around the living room, stared out the window for a while, and did my nails. I feel much better, especially after the catnip.