Greg has not been reading my manuscript because he's too tired.
Why?
Because Mercury, the 20-pound alpha gray tabby, keeps waking him up at 4:30 a.m. Last night, the night before.
Tonight I will try to lure the mega-kitty into sleeping with me downstairs on the daybed instead of upstairs with my husband in an effort for Greg to get a good night's sleep. Sad, I know. I'll miss Greg, even for just one night.
But this is my novel we're talking here. Priorities! ;)
