The People Behind My Eyes

How safe are these shoes next to a dog this size? They’re safe. I haven’t lost as much as a belt with Captain Crunch. The bench has been victim to cats for the last 2 years though. With cat scratches and dog slobber it can’t be saved. At least they only scratch that. Heck, I got it out of the trash to make into a small table next to the loveseat. The cats took to it and made it their scratch post. As long as they leave the rest of the furniture alone, which they do, I figure it’s okay. I think Cap believes the little bench is an extension of the loveseat. I don’t know.

It’s raining. It should be a good night for sleep. Recently I started sleeping with ear plugs in. It helps with being triggered by this big boys panting at the end of the bed. It also helps keep out the sound of the girls purring. I happen to sleep faster and better in complete black and complete silence. With ear plugs in I get the silence. My mind isn’t trying to process every sound it hears so I kind of force off the hypervigilance symptom with ear plugs. One of the reasons I wear headphones in public is to narrow my hearing focus. It helps quite a bit. I love the earplugs at night. I can’t use them every night because I won’t hear the alarm clock but on nights when I don’t have somewhere to be the next day I plug up. I rest so well. Now I’ve got a little rain. I should sleep well.

Grace likes to snatch my earplugs out in the morning and play kitty soccer with them. I’m awake, laying there thinking about getting up and I can feel her carefully pull a plug out with her teeth. She’s so careful with it. Once she has it she’s off playing kitty soccer. The girl kills me. When I can’t find the other I figure it’s in the belly of the big dog. I’ve lost a few that way. The shoes are safe, ear plugs are not. . . go figure.

Austin