Not because Dori loves to chew our toes and has an impressive bite for such tiny teeth. Rather, he claimed the bell on her collar jingled non-stop throughout the night.
The same bell she's worn since May.
I've been married a long time. I knew better than to suggest the giant chocolate bar he ate an hour before bedtime could have been a contributing factor to his insomnia.
And true -- Dori loves to jingle. She has developed a hippy-hop-jog type-of-walk to make the bell accompany her every step. She doesn't simply walk into a room. She prances. She gallops!
There are times when I must physically search the house to find the whereabouts of my other cats, but never Dori. If I listen, a sweet tinkling tone will tell me she's upstairs in my office or the cat apartment, or maybe in the sun room playing with her toys.
At Ray's request I removed Dori's collar at bedtime. I'm all about keeping the mood in my house relatively calm -- as calm as I can with 6 furry drama queens in residence. Notice I didn't include my giant chocolate bar-eating husband as the 7th.
Again. I've been married a long time.
So now Dori is jingle-free from 10:00 p.m. to 6:30 a.m. Initially she freaked out. She pranced, she whirled, she galloped, she leaped tall cat trees at a single bound -- all without sound.
In clear distress, she ran to me as if to ask whether something was wrong with her. I showed her the collar and shook it so she could hear the bell. And then I placed the collar by her breakfast bowl, ready to be slipped over her head in the morning.
Sometime in the night, long after my dear husband was fast asleep, I heard the sweet soft tinkling tone of a jingle bell being swatted by a tiny paw across the kitchen floor.
The sound continued far into the night.
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