The Mommy here.
This was the scene on my bed last Thursday evening when I wanted to go to bed.
It was chilly outside so the evening sleep fest had moved indoors.
I obediently went back out to the living room and sat on the sofa and read until I couldn't keep my eyes open--how could I disturb all those handsome snoozy mancats? Scouty gives me a Reproachful Look and goes skittering out the cat flap the second I approach the bed (which scatters the rest of the gang) and since there are no other suitable places for cats in the entire house to sleep, retreat was my only option.
And then I had a brainwave: Scouty likes CATIO CHIPS! even more than the bed and his Tiny Johnson. I rattled the cover of the jerky container and soon enough his little Ornj face was peeking around the corner to check if there were any delectable morsels on
his the plate. Chips consumed and crisis averted.
I was able to contort myself around the remaining
bed whales felines and settle in for the night, and I'm almost positive I felt the little chip-eater slink onto the bed later and snuggle my leg. He'd deny it...but it's true!
XX Mommy, and Maui, Scouty, CC, John and Rupert XX