Nate wakes me up in the middle of the night. He's gasping and saying "It scared me." I look between us to where he's pointing and all I can make out (without my glasses in the dark) is a huge dark spot between us. Immediately I think blood. A huge pool of blood on the blankets between us. Oh my god, which one of us is bleeding? And then I reach out and... it's Nobby. I am so blind, I thought my cat- 2 feet from my face- was a pool of blood. In my defense, it makes a lot more sense to say "it scared me" about blood than about our cat.
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