On Monday night I vaguely remember being in the corner by our bedroom door. Then that morning hubs informed me that I had got up and was yelling about how terrified I was. I think I thought there was an animal (or spiders??) in the corner again.
Last night I apparently started screaming. Woke hubs up, but I don't remember why it happened this time.
It's weird b/c I don't really remember my dreams during these times, and normally if my dreams are wild enough to make me talk or move around I remember them very vividly. Not sure what it is about this week, but all this nocturnal acting out is not letting me get enough rest!
In other news...my sweet little Kitty friend is still sick. :(
He is currently in his 3rd night in isolation at the vet's office. Every time I call they say that he's getting a bit better, his temperature is back to normal now, but he's still not eating and is sneezing a lot apparently.
I miss his fluffy cuddles
I miss his little face welcoming when I get home from work and when I get up in the morning.
Butch is lost without her little friend. She keeps wandering around, looking in his normal napping spots and then looking at me as if to ask where he is.