[Noah930]

One of our cats woke me up at 5:30 this morning. I thought he wanted food or to be let out--but no, he kept meowing, purring, and walking in and out of my legs. Finally he flopped on his back and demanded a scratch. I obliged then walked back upstairs. In the meantime the dog had gotten off the floor and curled herself up in my spot in bed. So I slept on my wife's side (she's out of town). An hour later we got up and went for a hike. Don't tell Sid, but it was perfect weather again, looking out over Hollywood and the Hollywood sign, with chicks in spandex.