don't eat *that* before going to bed

[gsh]

I'm not sure what it was I ate before going to bed, but I dreamt I was "Buffy the tennis ball slayer", where I had to stab the evil tennis balls with a sharp knife. If it wasn't bad enough they kept hiding under the bed and in other hard to reach places. It isn't good to be outsmarted by a tennis ball.

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[melebeth]

I find this disproportinately amusing, although I'm now going to have dreams of tennisballs lurking up on the bookshelf waiting to jump down and savage my neck with their little terry fangs.

[gsh]

I think I may have had that dream in part due to tripping over a dog's tennis ball on the way to bed last night.

Does CC have toys you trip over?

[melebeth]

No, because as of yet we have not found a toy that does not become food.

[gsh]

Well, neither have we, since then end up eviscerating them all.

[melebeth]

Evisceration would be fine. It's the fact that she eats them and then vomits them up that's why she doesn't have any right now.