MY BOY MY BOY MY BABY GUYS I FUCKED UP
SO I woke up at like 2am cause the batteries in my fire alarm died, right? So it was beeping LITERALLY EVERY 30 SECONDS but I don’t have a backup battery so I ignored it
And Ollie was on my legs, right? He was sleeping on my legs but I felt him wake up, flinch through the first two beeps, then get up and leave
And I figured, well, it’s pretty shrill, he probably went to sleep downstairs to get away from it
Now at 7:30, his automatic feeder goes off to give him breakfast. I work a night shift tonight, so I sleep through that
THEN I WAKE UP AT LIKE NOON, and scroll through my phone for a bit, and THEN get my ass up
HE ISN’T ANSWERING OR COMING WHEN I CALL
And I think “well the beeper is still going, maybe he doesn’t wanna come near it” so I go downstairs
Where his 7:30 breakfast is still in his bowl
Ollie NEVER MISSES BREAKFAST
So now I’m panicking, searching the house, calling him- the doors and windows are all shut and locked, and my landlord is the only other person with a key, so I think, FUCK, did my landlord find out about him? DID MY LANDLORD STEAL MY BABY?
And I swear to god I’m negative five seconds from going full John wick and hunting that bitch down when I think to check under the bed
Where he is HUDDLED INTO A TINY BALL BEHIND A FALLEN PILLOW
and I’m trying to coax him out and he isn’t moving and then the beeper goes off and he flinches and I realize
HE’S BEEN WIDE AWAKE HIDING FROM MY FIRE ALARM FOR TEN FUCKING HOURS
THAT’S ONE THOUSAND TWO HUNDRED BEEPS
So I need a new fire alarm now but baby boy is okay, he let me scoop him up and hold him for a few minutes and then when he was feeling better I carried him downstairs so he could have breakfast and he got extra treats for being so brave
but oh my Christ in heaven he was shaking, my poor baby, and I was LAYING IN BED LIKE AN OBLIVIOUS IDIOT
He was SO SCARED and I was IN BED