A Rude Awakening

I woke up early, early this morning to the sounds of gnawing, gnashing teeth. As my head surfaced from sleep, the sound became more distinctive - it was the sound of Ada chewing. Chewing at the end of my bed. What could she possibly be chewing on? As it turns out, she was chewing the strap off one of my favorite bras, rendering it absolutely useless. As I grabbed it from between her unforgiving teeth, I heard her gulp, swallowing a piece of strap. And maybe I dreamt this or maybe my cat is just this cruel, I thought I heard a little belch and a sigh of satisfaction before I faded back to dysfunctional sleep.