[Critter]

So I woke up last night around 2am and thought I would let the furbutts out to pee. It was pitch dark and I walked into the living room in my t-shirt and panties. I noticed someone on the couch and thought it was my daughter, who had gone out for cinco de mayo (I thought maybe she wasn't feeling well so was just laying on the couch). I called out her name and started to feel her face, I am not sure why I did that but I did, I felt whiskers but my husband was in our bed so I knew it wasn't him. My heart started pounding and I was praying it was my daughters boyfriend. I called out his name and he answered. I told him he scared the sh@! out of me. He said Meg had called for a ride home and told him he could sleep on the couch since he had to drive a long way back home and he had to get up early for clinicals. I told him that I thought she was trying to get him killed because if my DH had found him he would have shot him.


I was telling my daughter the story this morning and she just laughed and told me I had "felt up his face".