Meow.

There are two cats making an unholy noise outside. It instantly brought back memories of the brief period of time that I was sleeping with FBS. It was around this time of year - mid-December through to the end of January, if I remember correctly.

But I think this was the first time. We'd shared a bed a few times, but always semi-clothed and nothing happened, even if we'd been kissing and gotten handsy on the sofa.

Her cats were making a noise not dissimilar to what I'm currently hearing. I mentioned it to FBS.

"They're horny" she explained.

"I know the feeling"

And not that long after, we were both naked and enjoying some foreplay.

So, yeah, cats, I know the feeling.