Naturally when I order series books off ILL, they come all out of order.
Sometimes I must dream about cats. When I see a picture of one or read something about them, I get confused and wonder why any aren’t sitting on me, and look around to make sure I didn’t leave any food sitting out without a dishtowel over it. I feel like something furry’s been nudging my arm recently, but I know nothing has. So I must have dreamed about cats.
Unless I am a werewolf.