Norman woke up. His room was dark and his alarm was not sounding, so it must not have been 6:00 yet. Norman glanced at his clock, and it read 12:37. A strange feeling gripped Norman, he was hungry.
Carefully getting up, so he wouldn't disturb Norman who was sleeping on the other side of the bed, Norman walked to the kitchen. He opened the pantry and looked at its contents: pasta, canned vegetables, canned fruits, flour, a small sack of sugar, and white bread.
While Norman surveyed his options he was startled by something touching his leg. Looking down, Norman saw that it was just Norman nuzzling his leg.
"I'm sorry buddy. I must've woken you." Norman said and patted the grey cat softly on the head before turning back to the shelves. Norman decided to have some bread for his midnight snack. He took two slices from the bag and opened the refrigerator to get butter, then thought better of it and put the butter back.
As Norman turned around with his bread in his hand he saw Norman sitting on the floor looking up at him expectantly.
"Are you hungry too, Norman?" He asked. Norman just continued to stare with his large grey eyes. "Alright." Norman said and he fixed Norman up a small bowl of dry kibble.
Norman sat at the dining room table and ate his two slices of bread, while Norman quietly ate his dry food. Once Norman was finished he picked up Norman and went back to his bedroom, he didn't want to lose too much sleep.
Submitted March 15, 2016 at 01:12PM by Rayn_the_hunter http://ift.tt/1RjvwQK lifeofnorman
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