I woke up late - as usual.
She was already up, having breakfast asking 'her' questions. Questions about fur no doubt.
'She' jumped on the bed, all fisty, with a little yelp. 'Hey baby how is you this morning', my hand extending to a wannabe peting. No sir-e. Her teeth around my pinky, ears back and all Hell broke loose. I love 'her'. I really do. Teeth and all.