As I stepped into the shower this morning, I surveyed the damage. No fewer than twelve bites, all except one (considerately located on my face) running down the left side of my body. From shoulder blade to foot, only the forest which is my leg was exempt.
Obviously I had either been sleeping on my side, with half of me lying in an
exposed position, or the bastard creature which has enjoyed such a feast at my
expense simply did not have the energy between courses to move more than an inch
Time to deflea the cats once again.