I have often repeated the story of how St. Francis cut the arm off his robe rather than move a sleeping cat. I am not St. Francis and I really enjoy it when she cuddles up next to me and purrs. However, when I'm really tired and work is upcoming, having to negotiate sleeping arrangements is not what I want to do. Fortunately, if I start to crawl into bed from the other side, she leaves.
This house is maintained entirely for the comfort of the cats.
Beverage: Water
Deb
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