Cat Crazies

Violet went crazy around 3:00 a.m. this morning. I'm not sure what set her off; I may have come up a notch or two toward the sleep-wake threshold. She came flying across my lightly sleeping body, murmured something near my face, then jumped off the bed and skittered into the living room. She returned to me before I fell asleep again as if to say she was sorry. She was already softer, slower, gentler. When I awoke an hour later with a headache, she was sympathetic and soothing, only barely touching me as she laid down beside me. Her black-and-white catness delights me, even in pain.