...It was a dark and stormy night. The wind blew in from the kitchen and I mashed myself into the pillows to keep warm. I heard a low rumble and cracked an eye open, but saw nothing. Then another boom and I was wide awake. Lightning flashed over in the dining room as the first line of squalls rolled in. Watching from the sofa, I considered waking my human, but he would likely shove me away and keep sleeping. Just this morning, I brought him a lizard and never got as much as a 'thank you', so screw him. Maybe when he comes downstairs in the morning, he'll slip in the water, leftover from the rain. ....... entry #331, Sam's Night Journal *** floor mat- Tony Lynch, Chair-planit3d, sofa and lamp 3dcafe, my tables.