Last night I was relaxed and refreshed, ready for bed. I had just read a couple of chapters from my novel. I turned off the light, and with the light of the moon I saw my Sabrina excitedly run over to me. Lately she has been laying on a blanket with her brother, but tonight she wanted to snuggle with me, or so I thought....
Her typical snuggle routine is to lay with me for a few minutes, allowing me to pet her, then moving to another spot on my bed. Last night, she eagerly snuggled with me, and immediately started washing herself. I could hear the bell jingle on her collar, and could feel her movements. And I could not sleep. So I rolled over, and she came to the other side. I moved her to the bottom of the bed, and she meowed, and snuggled up with me again. At one point when I moved her she laid down on my pillow, right above my head... and started washing herself. And I couldn't sleep...
She was relentless in staying near me, having no idea how her innocent actions were keeping me from sleep.
I do not remember when I finally got to sleep. I just know that it took a while, and I had circles under my eyes this morning.
If I had set her outside my room and shut the door, I would have heard her pawing and meowing....
I suppose that I could invest in one of those baby gates, but then she would meow pitifully, feeling abandoned.
The next time I get ready for bed and see her snuggling with her brother, I'll make sure to tell them that they are good kitties, in the hopes that she will take the hint, and stay there. So that I can get a little more sleep...
It's nice to be loved, but we do tend to pay a price for it, sometimes...
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