Let Me Paint You A Picture...

3:30 am….Whitney is peacefully sleeping and the cat is nestled on her and purring in a very comforting tone. Next thing you know Whitney is bolting straight up, the cat is flopping around the bed not knowing what is going on, the other cat freaks out because she doesn’t know whats going on and doesn’t know how to act. Meanwhile, I am writhing in complete, treacherous pain! Yep, I had a charlie horse in my calve. I start grimacing and making painful sounds which wakes Cam up so I tell him what is going on and he starts rubbing my back. In all my anguish I yell “It's not my back, it is my calve!” He continues rubbing my back and falls asleep. I am still in complete pain and I look up and both cats are staring at me like I am some sort of circus freak. That’s how my night went.