Cats are so fickle and inconsistent sometimes. I thought Charlie had outgrown sleeping and neck cuddling with me, now that he’s made the towel basket in the bathroom linen closet his new favourite sleeping spot. I wistfully lamented to Sean that ‘my kitty no longer needs me.’
But then, Charlie surprised me after days and days, or rather nights and nights, away. He came back for neck cuddles with his human. Three times this morning, in fact. And although he woke me up from sleeping in on the weekend, I’m not going to complain. With cats being as changeable as they are, I’ll take what I can get.
Good morning, my little peanut.
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