FB musings 4am 12-13 dec

Why is it that sleep is so elusive sometimes? It just won’t come knocking and tonight, at almost 4am, it is at its most irritating in its absence. My dog is sound asleep. She has been very annoyed with me and my wakefulness. She has however now found dreamland with all the accompanying sounds and dream activity. I often wonder how big the dogs are that she meets in dreamland. Some of them must be exceptionally speedy. She is either trying to catch them, my choice of dream for her, or she is being chased, not so nice if thats what the emitted noises indicate and make me lean that way. Ups, she is giving me the evil eye and a wonky smell from the end closest to me. Ok, she is off once more chasing a …. hmmm … what can it be … a Sofus … or maybe a Kiki … no, perhaps its that tantalizing squirrel that spurts through the garden. She hasn’t a hope in catching that little red demon. It could be the neighbour’s cat. A stately, albeit slightly plump-ish white cat with lovely grey patches, that owns the world or at least the neighbouring gardens of the world, finds its way into our little postage stamp garden regularly. Our hunting instinct dog is not amused, slightly bewildered, yes, but not amused. Where does that damn cat get to so quick? It is hardly a spritely creature but never the less it has always managed a disappearing act worthy of the most talented of conjurers by the time the dog has traced its complicated journey through our little patch. Gone! Umpf. Chase at an end, peace in dreamland, for the dog at any rate. My turn to try again…hope there’s something or someone else in my dream…broad shoulders, nice smile, lovely low voice…mmmm, aw darn it, that won’t help me sleep!!! 😉 Sweet dreams