So I roll out of be this morning, go about my normal Sunday morning routine, then go back into the bedroom to tidy up, and THIS is what I see:
You will note the slightly peeved expression on her kitty face after I deigned to disturb her nap…
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“MY turn, Human.”
S-W–
Oh, bull! This horrible creature insinuates herself into my sleeping pattern all night. I start to roll over at night and find she’s laying on the covers trapping my feet.
If I leave an arm or a hand uncovered at night, she’s likely to take that as a sign that she should be skritched, and she pushes her head under my hand…
You’re looking at a spoiled rotten, overweight, lazy self-centered little parasite.
and yes, of course… I love her…
mc
Yep, MC. You’re enslaved now. And it was so easy for her to train you as her personal valet!
What a pretty girl cat. So glad you have her after losing your other cats after Wretched Rita.
Patricia