re: #118 Dr. Teddy’s Person

So, I washed my sheet today. When getting ready to remake the bed with the freshly washed sheets, Teddy likes to jump up, plant himself in the middle of the bed and look at me like can’t you see I’m laying here. I consider it a win if I get the fitted sheet on before he inserts himself into the process which means I put the sheet on around him coaxing him to move just a bit so I can get all four corners of the sheet secure. When I put the flat sheet on, he’s usually under it and waits for me fold it down until he’s out from under the sheet. Today was a win.

jesse likes to come up and then sleep in such a way that my feet have roughly 3 inches of mattress before they are over the edge. fortunately, she is a pretty laid-back cat, so I just gently take hold of her curled up form and shift her a couple feet further in. I really like to think that this cat is living the dream, going from keeping herself warm in a pile of leaves under the neighbor’s dryer vent to finding herself engulfed in a duvet, afghan, and quilt that I use to keep my feet warm. She still comes over when I’ve cleared the litterbox out to briefly thank me before she uses it, which just really touches me more than I can say.