On this Throw-Back-Thursday I am reminded of my dear ZhaZee’s LOVE of being tucked under the covers.
He liked to crawl in under the covers and then have them tucked about him either when I got up (and the sheets were still warm) or when making the bed (and the sheets were still warm).
Part of the ritual was the purring. He didn’t want to be petted, just tucked in and talked to. (And then left alone for a good nap.)