I woke up this morning with a fat, sore lip. It felt stiff and when I touched it, I noticed there was something on it.
Blood. Along with a small hole off to the side.
Apparently my sleeping companion decided I was taking up a little too much room last night (on a king size bed!) and gave me a swipe to get me back over to my own side.
When my alarmclock has gone off about three times and there's the danger of me waking up, Sophie will sometimes sit next to my face and extend a little claw and gently touch my face.
Fortunately it's never resulted in a fat and/or bloody lip.
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When my alarmclock has gone off about three times and there's the danger of me waking up, Sophie will sometimes sit next to my face and extend a little claw and gently touch my face.
Fortunately it's never resulted in a fat and/or bloody lip.
Yet...
oh my god!
well at least I know I can rob you blind and you'll sleep through it?
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