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I am exhausted. For some reason, Sammy (the cat) decided that he needed the space where my feet go at night. He was physically removed from the bed at least 5 times before I gave up. Then, after getting up to get hubby off to work, I finally got a whopping 1 hour of sleep before Sammy comes in and proceeds to lick my face. At that point, I gave up. Needless to say, I cannot close the door on him as this house has no central A/C and we need what little cool air we can have.