I was having a lovely nap on my human's bed. It was nighttime, so he was asleep.
I'd decided to nap on a pile of paper he'd left at the end of the bed, which was kind of him.
I was really relaxed, when suddenly I was clawing at fresh air and falling down. I hit the floor, meowed loudly, then sat up.
The paper I was napping on must've fallen off the bed.
My human said; 'Clive? What's wrong?'
I licked my fur to show that I wasn't bothered at falling off the bed, then went to eat some chicken biscuits.
I blame my human.
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