Coma Cat

It’s been a while, I know. I’ve suffered heat waves for far too long. I have been passed out like a bent sausage in every single comfortable place I can find. The sofa. The livingroom table. The radiator pouch (only mornings). The floor even.
The one place I have stayed away from, except for drinking my water, is he window. The sun has been blaring on the back windows in the morning and then come around on the front side in the afternoon. The blinds have been shut so no watching birds – as if I had the energy. But it has still been too hot to stay in the windows too long. Even if they are slightly open.

It is cooler now though. I spent the morning in the window resting on a blanket. Cool air sips in from the outside. Very, very nice. Before that I shared the bed with my human. It’s cool enough to sleep in the bedroom again. Heat seems to affect humans too. Way too much tossing and turning for my taste.

Oh, speaking of birds and windows. Yesterday was the first day in a long time the birds outside made such noise. Like… a lot! Both my human and I was drawn to the chatter and looked outside. There were many of them. Different sizes. They were fighting in a tree some ways away from us, and some of them flew past our window. I saw neighbouring cats in other windows also highly interested in what was going on.

IMG: Bengalis sleeping in sofa

Me, comatosed in the sofa.

IMG: Benaglis sleeping on table

Me, comatosed on the table.

IMG: Bengalis sleeping in window

Me, comatosed in the window.

 

I have to include the following. It was before the heatwave started and i was resting in the sofa with my human. It was evening. It was dark. I was leaning at the back of her legs when I suddenly heard unfamiliar sounds, scraping sounds. I twitched and looked over the blanket clad legs. Nothing there. Just my human. I was confused. I heard something. My human on the other paw started laughing hysterically and took pictures of me. You do not laugh in the presence of invisible or hiding entities that make strange sounds!
[owner note: I scratched a minor scab on my arm]

IMG: Bengalis scouting for trouble

I heard a noise that I didn’t like but couldn’t find the source.

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