Some time ago, Louis Catorze stopped coming up to bed with me. I simply assumed that he’d found a more fun thing to do at night – you know, harassing foxes, summoning demons, that kind of thing. So, now, when Cat Daddy comes up to bed long after I’ve gone to sleep, he brings Catorze up with him – if he can find him, that is.
Most of the time I sleep through this. However, occasionally I’m semi-aware of my red lamp being switched off and a miniature cat being dumped onto my bed.
And Catorze, once on my bed, often stays there all night, and is next to me when I wake up in the morning. I hope that this continues throughout the winter, because nothing comforts me more than knowing he’s there. (Mainly because I know he’s not up to mischief elsewhere in the neighbourhood.)
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