Waiting for inspiration . . .

It's 5 a.m. All is quiet. I'm at the computer. Waiting for blog inspiration.

I hear the soft pitta pat of one of the cats' paws on the floor. It stops.

I hear bruuurrrk bruuurrrk bruuurrrk bruuurrrk bruuurrrk bruuurrrk bruuurrrk blaaaaaaaaark SPLASH.

If you own a cat, you know this sound. There has been some regurgitation of last night's meal, maybe a hairball. Whatever it is, it's something you do NOT want to step in, in the dark.

Seconds later I hear the somewhat less dainty clomp of my Golden Retriever. I hear her making her way up the stairs . . . she stops. Slurp lick slurp lick slurp lick . . . silence.

It's 5:01. All is quiet. I'm at the computer. Blogtober Day 5 is complete.