Noises Cats Hate

My second night in this hotel in North Carolina and there was a fire alarm. Luckily it was a false alarm. Of course it happened about midnight when we were all nestled on the bed and pretty much sound asleep. The cats both sat up in alarm and stared at the door. I cursed and hoped out of bed and grabbed Godiva and stuffed her in the carrying cage which luckily I had kept on the floor close to the bed for once. some hotels I stuff them in the closet. Tonight taught me not to do that. By now, Puff had figured out he didn't like what was going on, neither the noise nor the stuffing in a cage so he ran. Again, luck was with me because the bed was the kind where they can't get all the way under it but he did manage to squeeze between the bed and the wall. I had to pull off the mattress to get him but that was still better than having to get on the floor and try to pull him out by his tail or leg. I hate doing that and so does he. Grabbed my purse and computer bag and headed for the stairs.

As I said, it was a false alarm but you still have to wait for the fire department to come and check out everything and then they have to turn off the alarm and then everyone is welcome to return to their rooms. The hotel wasn't very full. There were only about 25 people outside, several with dogs. The rest of the night wasn't that restful as the cats kept looking towards the door as if something else could happen. I wasn't sleeping that well either because you know the alarm went off because some jerk blew smoke at it - in a non smoking hotel. Just what we need, drunken fools with a warped sense of humor.