I Didn't Want To Get Up At 5:00 AM.....

.....but since I was bleeding I thought it a good idea.  Of course, once up what does a good blipper do but grab the camera and capture dawn breaking.  How much blood could I lose in the few seconds it takes to snap a picture?

 It seems that in the wee hours of the morning Lizzie had decided to relocate from the foot of the bed to my outstretched arm.   When I moved she must have dreamed her prey was escaping and, trying to prevent that, sunk her teeth into me.  I now have four puncture marks in my arm and it looks as though I've been wrestling with a snake.  Lizzie has these moments from time to time.   Usually, I can see them coming and take measures to avoid them, but not in my sleep.   

The Extra is of Lizzie enjoying her new fluffy bed by the door while watching the little birds outside picking up the birdseed that's been "accidentally dropped" on the porch since the bird feeder ban is now in effect.  I'm delighted that she's finally figured out it can accommodate her plus-size self and not just her head.  I was concerned there for a bit.