There are times when just the thought of a nice, warm bed is beyond description. And now I get to go there. Holly will take control of most of the bed, giving me my standard corner that is too small for a cat; she will snore all night and we will sleep like Rip Van Winkle until whatever time I get up. Then she will demand off the bed, then she will demand treats, then she will give me a bath with her tongue, reminding me of what a gift she really is. :-)
Posted on: Fri, 18 Oct 2013 02:16:56 +0000