Spooked

[howeird]

Last night when I went to bed, it had not been made, and the sheets and quilt were in sort of a cyclone shape near the center. I was off to the left. As I was falling asleep, I felt something tickling my back, so I reached behind to scratch, and found Spook's tail, with the rest of her in petting range. She was curled into the center of the cyclone.

She was there for more than an hour. But when I woke up at 3:30, she was gone.