The Rock Star is coming....and we have bonded

Hi......It's me....Annie Grace.....


It has been just cold here. Last night I was up stairs taking a pre-bedtime nap and I could hear a constant calling of my name which I completely ignored figuring she was just going to ask me if I liked some outfit or new blending of eyeshadow. Finally after about 1 1/2 hours I could still hear her so I figured I had tortured her enough and came skulking down to deal with her constant need for my attention. As I strolled in...I gasped. There ....was the end of a roaring fire! She is on the couch with a very trashy novel, fermented grape juice and MY blanket. Why did she not tell me? Quickly I took up my perch in front of the fire gazing intently sending more telepathic SOS signals. What is wrong with her? She knows I love a fire. I have made a mental note of this. I will be just as selfish tomorrow morning when I arise quite early and although usually leave her to be for a while......what I thought was...NO. Should I just swipe the Mary Kay lip balm harder? Throw up in the middle of the night? Wake up and use the litter box trying to scratch my way through the litter box to Poland? With all of my malice put aside for now we now sit together in peace. Then she jumps up and starts rummaging through the liquor cabinet hiding all the finest. Still perched angelically in front of the fire, I pretend not to notice her....praying and hoping she will not lure me into her clutches. I knew it! Here she comes with that sappy look in her eye. "Oh Annie....come cuddle with me."

No

"Oh Annie....let me pet you."

No

"Oh Annie...let me hold you."

No

Grasped in her clutches, I actually have a moment of weakness. Call it a lack of "Nip" or just pathetic....I sit in her arms. Watching the clock tick by for about 20 minutes...I figured that was enough. Before I leave I ask her why she is hiding all the fine liquor. The Rock Star is coming. I now am off to hide my most finest belongings including my "Nip", vacating the guest room and basically happy that there will be a distraction. The bonding that took place...will not happen again.