Had a fright of my life just now when pork chop suddenly woke up from his sleep, turned around and wanted to grab me while my back was facing him to take the water bottle. I screamed until Jon cried. Haha and tho both Pprk Chop and Jon have gone back to sleep, my heart is still racing from the fright and I can't sleep. The house is usually dark and utterly quiet by 10pm and I'm the only one moving about, e.g. go kitchen and drink water. Didnt expect anyone else to be awake cos I'm often the only one awake. Shucks, my heart still racing and I feel the suppressed scream still stuck in my chest. Sounds weird but yah. Like something stuck in my chest.