Does the G'ville PD have a Police Cat?

This has been a strange week. The kids first week of summer vacation and I haven't had a decent nights sleep all week. Fantu has already managed to get her days and nights mixed up and Abate pushes the curfew limits. We had one night with a total of 7 teens sleeping over and staying up nearly the whole night talking. The girls were going to camp out in the garden but a thunderstorm moved in around midnight so they all ended up in the house. Fantu has been struggling with headaches all week and has awakened me needing attention. Abate will send me text messages in the middle of the night so I will see them when I wake up. I'm a light sleeper so I wake up whenever the phone beeps. I did however get a sweet text from Fantu the other night at 12:03 am, “ Mom i'm so sorry abut everthing and thank u for evething I love u for that love fantu ik ur a slep so txt me tomorrow.” I don't know what she was apologizing for. I think she was worried that she'd upset me earlier because I was so tired and went to bed early. On this same night I had barely fallen asleep when I was awakened by a text from the XC coach that he would be holding practice at 6:30 am. Oh, 6:30 practice the morning after Abate is out playing his first soccer game in the summer league, followed by a bit of partying before getting home at midnight. Not going to happen. This was only the beginning of a long sleepless night. It was at 12:00 am I got the sweet text from Fantu, but it just continued on all night.

2:00 am, Fantu calls me on the phone.... “Mom? There's a mouse in my room help?” I get up and go to her room It has gone into her closet, To give her a bit of comfort I stuff a towel under the door so she will think he is trapped in there for the night.

2:10 am She calls again the mouse was back out and took off under her door and down the hall. Well he's out of your room now and I don't see him, we'll get traps later and catch him. She looks at me with a smile and confesses that before she called me the first time she dialed 911, but before it connected she realized that probably wasn't the right people to call. I go to bed scratching my head.

911 whats your emergency? There is a mouse in my room. Oh I can't imagine if it'd been the police waking me up knocking on the door inquiring about the outlaw mouse in Fantu's room. What a story that would have been!

4:00 am Woof , Schindler is in the house and lets a massive bark that only a hound can do. I raise up startled, tell him to keep quiet as he heads out the doggie door. He rarely ever barks at night, when he does I tend to pay attention. On this night I just buried myself under the duvet.

5:30 am, Fantu texts me again, not going to xc practice. Ok that much I'd counted on, I don't think she'd slept all night.

6:05 am, Alarm – The William Tell Overture, oh no please don't tell me it's time to get up and go to work. I need sleep. It won't happen on this day, the first of three conventions begins this morning. I don't even get my things put down before problems and demands start piling up.

The nights haven't improved since. Still the interruptions, still dragging myself to work half asleep. They just haven't been as funny. Fantu continues to feel ill and not sleep at nights. She sleeps all day instead. Her diet is screwed up along with her sleep patterns. I've got to get her better and back on schedule before she has my scheduled just as screwed up as hers. I really need everyone for one night to be as quiet as that mouse.