The other night, I got off of work pretty late, and it was almost 3:00 a.m. when I got to bed. I was exhausted, and fell asleep quickly. Clover and Cosmo were asleep at the bottom of the bed, Cosmo curled up in a ball, Clover trying very hard not to touch him.
I sort of woke up a few hours later, kind of in that twilight time — not really awake, but getting there. I realized that my legs were shaking, and my mind went to work. Uhhh Ohhhh, I thought, “I’m having a seizure! Its the damned M.S.! Crap! What the hell is wrong with me? Argh! 911, 911, 911 !!
As I start to really wake up, eyes opening, trying to stretch my legs, all the while trying to not freak out completely, I realized it wasn’t me!
Clover was lying next to my legs, and she was snorting, squeaking, legs a flailing – kicking me with each step she took. She was running the Marine Corps Marathon! She was in first place! She gave me bruises on my legs! She scared the crap out of me! It took me a few minutes to get my blood pressure back to normal.