February 7, 2008

 

This is how I found her one day, oddly passed out in front of the dresser drawers, an electric cord suspiciously close by.  My heart sank in my chest.  Love Sponge usually sleeps on her blankie during the day.  Did she nibble on the cord and electrocute herself?  Did she have a heart attack and helplessly fell in her tracks unable to cry for help?  Is she breathing?  Is she still alive?  

 

I stooped down to take a closer look at her small still body, my heart thumping in my chest.   Her ear moves. Yes, she’s alive!  Her eyes open cautiously and she says,  “Iz jus sleepin on yur flur.”