Friday night. I am inexplicably tired. Watching the first Harry Potter movie for the umpteenth time, I fall asleep in the Big Chair with Gus, Taylor, Boris, and Sophie on or near me.
I wake up long enough to stumble to bed. Dylan and Taylor follow me and automatically go to their places.
I am nearly asleep when I hear:
mew. murr. murr. mew? meow! murr.
On and on and on.
Oh crap, I think. Blue's gone and got himself shut up in the bathroom.
I wait.
mew. murr. murr. mew? meow!
Crap.
I try to move Dylan and Taylor out of my way. I fling back the covers.
The bathroom door is open. No Blue. Then I hear the call coming from my office.
I turn on the light and Blue blinks up at me. Meow?
I sigh. "Blue. It's bedtime. Come on now."
He hops down and I'm asleep before he can start up again.
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