(Because I'm) Wet and Lonely

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow,

So there I was, sleeping soundly at 1am. 

MEOW!

Said DG the cat, indignantly. 

This was because she was COLD and WET. It had been raining steadily all night and she came in soaked. 

So I got the towel that Caro keeps by the bed* and dried her off. She purred happily as she stomped all over me with her wet little paws and I was just drifting off back to sleep when...

BBRRRRRRRRPPPPP!!!

Said Crashy the Cat. He doesn't really meow. Not usually. He just breeps and boops and rrrrrrps and trills. But this was him telling me that

I'M WETTTTTT!!!

So I got the SECOND cat towel that Caro keeps by the bed** and dried Crashy off too.

Both the cats had big washes and then drifted off to sleep.

But now I was wide awake. 

I listened to the rain and the snoring of the cats and felt happy anyway.

S.

p.s. Today's title is a reference to this.

* Not making this up
** Also not making this up.***
*** Actually she has about five of them.