The Great White, Black and Brown Hunter

    As I may have mentioned here and there, my small four-legged sidekick has a tendency to pounce my foot now and again when I'm sleeping. Now that I'm down to one blanket, this can be painful. (Ditto her need to knead my shoulder, now less likely to be blanket-insulated. Ouch.) I noticed that this mainly happens between 6 and 7 in the a.m.. When the birds start twittering. I guess they just wind her up. So I'm considering getting a clock radio, not to get me up (the wristwatch alarm is adequate for that) but to drown out the birds. 'Cause wearing steel-toed boots to bed probably wouldn't be all that comfortable.