Poor Tabitha.

Last night was really cold and found her and Neelix hogging the blankets (really). I woke up twice to yank the blankets back onto myself. Both times, this was followed by a THUMP as Tabitha pretty much flew off the bunk onto the floor below!!!!!!!! Not once did she complain; she just climbed right back up and setting herself against my back as if nothing had happened. Once might be funny, but twice makes me feel like an awful mother. 🙁

Despite that, she’s still right here by my side, purring away. Sorry, babe!