I’m not home right now and I am, as often is the case when away, missing my kitties. Last night I woke up absolutely convinced that Rusty was snuggled up against me the way he likes to when we sleep together.
It took a moment for my brain to figure out it was a fold in the blanket and not him.
It is difficult to get a photo of his sleeping spot at night – the room is dark, if I move too much he moves. This is where it felt like he was last night – that’s my hip in the foreground – see the contortions one must go through to try to see who is there in the middle of the night?
On my way home sweetie – we will be able to snuggle together soon.