As the dinosaur breathing sharply escalated I snapped awake, not really knowing how big this one was or what kind it was. It could have been a brontosaurus, tromping through the marshes and peacefully eating the grasses. That would have been OK.
But no.....I have to sleep with the bad boy dinosaurs T-Rex! I knew because the legs are powerful and fast as they kick out. But most of all because of the short arms. And even in the dark cold light clearly see he had short arms with long claws.
The T-Rex was growling too. They sound like a cross between a pirate AARGH and a bear's guttural growl Rrrroar. I don't think scientists have heard this call before, maybe they should sleep over one night and bring their microphones.
This Rex was being attacked by another Dino. And they were fighting to the death. T-Rex was clawing at the aggressor with a few powerful swipes. I got out of bed even though my bed was about a foot away from the Dino Fight Ring. I didn't want to take a chance I would get mistaken for another adversary.
Something woke him maybe the heater coming on. He woke up and covered his head with his covers. I asked if he was alright, sometimes he hurts himself. He said that other dinosaur was attacking the house and he was pounding in stakes so he couldn't get in. See, I knew he was beating something in.
Just like I knew he was a T-Rex. He had those little short arms because he held his arms like that in his sleep acting.
Now he is just snoring like a lumberjack. Now I'll never fall asleep.
Interestingly, DiNozzo is keeping time with him, taking deep doggy breaths and softly yipping or growling a bit before blowing out the breath.
Man, I need a sofa in the den..... and soon!