as I begin this post, it is just a bit past 9 a.m. PDT ~ Normally, I am barely conscious at this hour pf the morning, my normal waking is at about 11:00 a.m.

so… why am I awake?

I can tell you in one word…

Cats.

Now, in their defense, it is to damn hot to sleep properly, and the fans run all night long ~ very annoying…

At about four this morning, I feel this little *sniff* on my cheek… persistent enough that I actually acknowledge the touch…

DUMB thing to do.

**PURRRRRR***

I can’t tell which cat it is, they both purr about the same… so I’m feeling about, trying to figure out who is bothering me…

I connect with a furry body….

**PURRRRRR**

Aw CRAP. Wrong cat. Now they are BOTH awake, and both wanting my attention…

PURR FIGHT!!!!!

**purr** goes Small Cat…

**pUrr** goes Old Cat…

**PUrr** goes Small Cat…

**PURR** goes Old Cat…

On and on and on we purr, rubbing on any part of Mogs’ person that we can, leaving hair all over the place…

**SNEEZE** goes Mogs…

Small Cat, concerned for her mogs, sits down in the middle of mogs’ chest, cocking her head one and the other, as if to say gesundheit…

**PURR????** says Small Cat…

**mogs scratches Small cat behind the ears…**

**BONK…. WHOOSH!!!**

Small Cat goes flying out of sight, into oblivion off the side of Mogsies bed! Before Mogsie can figure it out…

**PLOP**

**WHUAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!**

Mogsie, breath alll gone from the sudden impact, can not inhale easily, for Old Cat has landed right in the middle of her chest, taking the place of the mysteriously vanished Small Cat.

Old Cat, purring like a poorly tuned engine, is oblivious to my pain ~ she begins to settle down into the cavity created by her landing, curling her paws under her chest…

She never makes it to her repose, for…

**BAM BAM BAM BAM!!!**

A quick succession of stealth hits on her furry backside sends her off the same side of the bed Small Cat disappeared off of moments earlier…

(Mogs now has drainage holes in said cavity on her chest…)

Small Cat appears, taking Old Cats place… the victor in the battle begins to settle in…

**BAM BAM BAM!!**

Stealth hits across Small Cats backside sends her off the side of the bed where Old Cat had disappeared …

Old Cat, the clear victor, settles back into the cavity that used to be Mogsies rib cage…

**PURRERERErrr**

**BAM!**

Small Cat appears…

**BAM!!**

Old Cat appears…

Mogsie finally got tired of the game, and turned over, switching the fan up higher to cover the noise the cats are making…

As Mogsie settles in to sleep, the cats, being the way they are, quickly figure out how to continue the game…

Playing King of the Mountain off Mogsies rear end instead.

:D