My own vampire diaries

15 Feb

I woke from a very strange dream early this morning to sharp teeth in my arm. One of three things could have happened.

One, I bit my arm. Which, weirdly, was the first thing that came to mind (although in the form of a question: Ouch — why did I bite my arm?), but the Google says sleep-biting isn’t really a thing. Plus, they were sharp pointy teeth.

Two, Bearcat was annoyed by something I may or may not have done, and bit me. This has happened before, especially if I move in some way she deems threatening. Or if she’s just bored.

Three, it was cold enough outside (somewhere in the teens, before wind chill is factored in, and snowing) that a vampire was looking for someone to snuggle with.

1 comment to “My own vampire diaries”

  1. Kevin 16. Feb, 2010 at 12:50 am #

    My guess is number 2. I’ve seen Bearcat in action.

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