Last night I periodically woke up from my sleep and I became paranoid. It's because when 999 times out of a thousand your cats leap on your bed and glom onto your body and toss and turn and fight and meow, when they don't, your mind can wander to unfortunate scenarios.
Did I accidentally feed them poison pellets instead of cat food?
Did they both jam their whiskers into the electrical outlets?
Was there some sort of kitty murder-suicide pact that I didn't know about?
This is just one more reason that I am an idiot.
Of course they were fine. They were just being quiet. But quiet(silent) is the last thing I ever expect them to be.
Even when they let me sleep, I can't sleep.