Cat Lover But a Wolf Lover Too. (werewolf lovestory) [Under Construction!!!]

When the rain starts, people get cranky. Chapter 17

I love taking naps. I love just having a nap in the middle of the day. My bed is the best to take naps on because its super comfy and big enough to where I can spread out and still have room to move around. even though I share my bed with Tanker he doesn't take up much space because he likes to lay right beside me. Me taking naps help me get threw the day.

            Sure I could be doing something better with my time like, cleaning or solving world hunger but I deem it wiser to use my time to slowly slip into my subconscious. To me napping is like sleeping but shorter and just as wonderful. To me taking a nap is like drinking a monster I just feel wide awake unless I get woken up during a nap. Or something is making a  bothersome noise while I'm napping. Then I get grumpy and irritable.

"Drip"

What was that?

"Drip"

There it is again, what is it.

"Drip"

Man, that's getting really annoying!

"Drip Drip"

Oh sweet Jesus! Ok I'm done. What in the hell is making that noise!?

            Being rudely woken up from my glorious nap was not on my to-do list for today. I bolted up from my bed, almost knocking Tanker off in the process, to find a small puddle of water on my floor. Great, looks like I'm going to have to clean that up. I got up and ran to my window to see huge dark clouds moving in fast. Awesome it looks like its just beginning to rain. Damn, of all the times to rain it had to be now. I still haven't gotten my stupid roof fixed. You would think by how much it rains here, I would have enough common sense as to fix a leaky roof but no I am an idiot and I keep putting it off. Oh how I wish I could wave a magic wand and "poof" it would be fixed.

             But sadly, this is reality and reality just loves to poke at my misfortunes. So once I took the time to wallow in my own self pity, I started to head down to the kitchen and to get various cups and bowls to set up around my house so water doesn't kill my floor. Once I grabbed a few cups and bowls, I went back upstairs and started putting them where water was already leaking on my roof and wiping up any puddles that was already pooling on my floor.

            I stopped the decorating of cups and bowls around my floor to stare out the window and to watch the thick gray clouds rolling into an angry storm. Oh how I really enjoy when it rains. Its so beautiful and soothing to me. The sound of rain hitting the ground echoing all around for all ears to hear. The smell of wet concrete filling my home filling my noise with its refreshing aroma. The brightness still emanated from the sun hiding behind the clouds. All together makes a beautiful picture. Beside the whole leaky roof situation, I just love living here. Sometimes when I have moments like this, ones of pure tranquility, I just begin to feel so lucky that I found this oasis in a hail storm called my life. I don't know what would have happened if Tanker and I didn't find this place. We probably still be riding try to find a place like this. My thoughts were interrupted by a angry fur ball.

"Meow" I turned around to see an displeased Tanker looking up at me from my cozy looking bed. Opps I guess he isn't too happy to be woken up either.

"Sorry Tanker, but hey it wasn't my fault it started to rain and I had to get up." I gave a little chuckle at his behavior. He's so grumpy now but his still my baby boy. After giving me a look of pure un-amusement, probably still thinking it was my fault he got woken up, he crawled up to my still warm pillow, made a turn and snuggled into a tight ball and went back to finish his cat nap.

            Wait, I don't get it why its called a "cat nap" because they don't nap they go into a deep slumber most of the time they sleep. Tanker if he gets the chance he will sleep all day and only get up if he need to eat, drink or pee. So this "napping" so to speak doesn't ever happen, ever. Maybe its just my cat who is super lazy and other peoples cats are normal and they just nap all day. I wish I could be a cat and sleep all day. Wow, my thoughts are just all over the place today, I blame the rain.

            So as I was putting the last cup on my floor when I thought I heard a noise, like someone yelling? It was probably nothing so I didn't give it another thought. That is until I heard another noise that sounded a lot like my gate opening. Maybe its just the wind and the wind blew open my wooden gate. It gets quite winding up here when it rains. So I didn't worry about it, that is until I heard knocking at my back door, which leads to the junk yard, which most people don't go into. Now I'm kind of freaked out. Even though I'm having a slit panic attack I still went to go check out whose knocking at my door. Hopefully its just a hobo who got lost and not a murder who wants to kills me, then hides my rotting corps under my house because that is a totally logical scenario that happens on a daily basis.

             I stopped walking and took a step back as to what I just thought about. Ok I need to stop watching horror films, I think it messing with my mind. So even though I was supper freaked out I still went to my back door and  unlocked it and peaked out it to see who was knocking and I literally almost died. But not because it was a dirty homeless man or even a murder trying to kill me but because nothing in this entire world would have made me think that this certain person would be knocking  at my back door.

             So instead of it being a lost hobo or a murder it was the last person on earth that I would expect to be at my back door step, it was Matt. And he looked soaked and pissed.

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Finally I updated. 

It took forever to write another chapter.

I blame my lazyness, sorry.

I probally will start uploading again soon

your aurthor, Diana