Jockeying for a piece of the bed.

[agoodwinsmith]

I am at home with a cold.  I knew I wasn't coming in yesterday before I left (I shoulda left early), so all my appointments are rescheduled, but I got up this morning to phone in as per procedure.  Now my side of the bed is covered in cats, and I just don't have the energy to go and boot them off the bed.  I shall recruit my strength with honey and lemon in my tea, and then maybe I can insinuate myself in amongst the bodies.  There will be whining.  Not all of it mine.