I always read about an hour before falling asleep each night.
Last night I settled into bed, got interested in my book, which by the way, is "Divine Justice" by David Baldacci.
And, then I heard it!
This rhythmic breathing in, soft snore out sort of thing.
I live alone.
I got up and walked into the living room. I didn't hear it there. 👀
Back to the bedroom. Same sound. So I eased around trying to pinpoint where it was coming from.
Now, this is silly. I have never been afraid in my apartment. Third floor up, not much chance of prowlers but I actually slid the shower curtain back to see if somehow someone had gotten in my apartment, crawled into my shower and fell asleep. I told you that was silly.
I tiptoed around the end of the bed. It got louder. Finally when I put my ear up to my window did I discover what/who was snoring in my bedroom.
It was a doggone tree frog sitting in that 3 story tall crepe myrtle just outside my window.
I wanted to strangle him!!!