At 5 in september

I woke up with a jolt on my foot.
My cat sneaked in and bit me.
Here I am awake at 5am.
Argh, naughty Livvy.

Later in the morning I've got an appointment with the hair stylist. Am interested to see they can cook up next.

I could hear the thunders rumbling in the background, and my cat is back again.

edit: Now that I look back at my foot, I was shocked to see scratches and a mini  puncture. *Argh all over again*

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