I know I was probably groggy and
stuff but I *was* awake.  This was more like a waking dream.  I swear I
was
in another room in another place, with both Persia and John.  How odd.

"Shivers"  That had to be a strange feeling.
Skritches,
KittyLady

When I was in college, my roommate and I had a little cat named Shad.  One
night Susan had a reaction to some Chinese food and we rushed her to the
local emergency room for treatment.  They shot her up with benedryl and
epinephrine (and upper and a downer, basically) and after observing her for
a couple of hours, we came home.
She woke up an hour later and thought she was still in the hospital.  Shad
was on her bed and she was terrified they would find him and throw him out
the door, miles from home. So, she snatched him up and tossed him off the
bed.  She then laid back down but Ohmigoodness! could still feel him moving
around on the bed!  She sat up and tossed him off the bed a little more
firmly, this time. She laid back down but dang! he was STILL moving around
on the bed!  She sat and grabbed him, but this time she woke up enough to
know that she was at home, and had been throwing Shad into the wall on the
right side of her bed.  He jumped off the bed in a hurry and didn't try to
sleep with her for a LONG time, no matter what enticements she offered.  I
often wonder what the poor guy thought, having her snatch him up and throw
him into the wall repeatedly...

Cindy