We both heard the thump but it was hours after we’d gone to bed. I remember fuzzy thought processes. What was that? Hmmm weird! ‘Roll over and go back to sleep, Carol, you have to be up early’, I told myself. My hubby also heard it and also wondered what it was. Both of us too tired to get up and investigate.
It wasn’t until the next morning we discovered the cause. Callie has a window hammock that is attached to the glass by suction cups. It’s been very cold. Cold does not go well with suction cups, invariably they will let go. I’d taken the hammock down in early December as it was in the way of the Christmas tree. I’d put in back up when the tree came down. The weather was mild through Christmas and for the first couple of weeks of January. Then winter came back with a vengeance – temperatures plummeted.
Poor Callie-cat had been sound asleep in her beloved hammock when the suction cup let go dumping her unceremoniously onto the floor. Thump! For a small cat it sure made a big sound!
Whoever heard of a cat falling out of bed? Not me, not ever. I thought it would take her a few days before she ventured into it again. Nope! She was back in it for her afternoon nap today. I wish I were a cat!