Hermione and Dance

My cat, Hermione, has discovered the joys of sleeping under the covers of my bed, as I discovered when I scrambled on top of it to get my cell phone. Luckily it was my hand that squished her, and I removed that hand quite quickly when I felt bones instead of mattress. Hermione got out of my bed like a shot, but I discovered her there again later in the day...I saw the breathing lump.
I went to that audition today, and one of the songs made it in right away, but the other one we'll have to audition again with since one of our girls wasn't there. Also, one of our guys stopped dancing in the middle of performance and just stood around like an idiot...grrrr...but then I found out he had felt one of his muscles tearing. If that were me, I would have improvised my way off stage and make it look like that was supposed to happen; I wouldn't have stood like an idiot. Two of the group I danced with spent most of the time complaining about one of the judge-girls...grrrr...oh, well. I don't know the girl that well; maybe she is like how they say. Then again, maybe not.