Tuesday, June 08, 2010

Of cats and, well... Yeah, just cats.

Normally we don't let Simon and Murray (our cats) into our bedroom, because they're still in the kitten phase of destroying everything they can get their paws on, and I was also pretty sure they'd keep me up at night. Over the weekend I decided to let them in, though, and give sleeping with the kitties the old college try.

That lasted two nights.

I woke up at 3 a.m. on Saturday with Murray's cold nose pressed into my lips. "Hello. Are you awake?" he seemed to be saying.

So no more bedtime with kitties. 

But I've decided to leave the bedroom open to the cats during the day, because they absolutely love it in there. Simon loves hiding under the bed all day and Murray loves being on top of it.

Murray enjoying an afternoon nap.


Hi Murray. Are you awake?

"I've never been this tired in my whole, short life," he says.

"You're still here?"


Well?

Are you joshin' me?

I intend to continue using your bed. Please leave.

Ack! We've been breached! Security! Security!

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