I love to slope my body downward onto mom's face. My nose is close enough to hers that she feels my breath on her face. After she turns out the light, I ooze downward a bit more.
I take my right-most paw and slap it down on her cheek There it stays. Her face is cool, and my pink and black jellybean pads are warm and soft as a cloud. So is the fur between my toesies. My clars are tucked waaaaaay up into my fist so I don't scratch mom. Since I have been home with her I have never ever scratched her. So I get away with propping my foot or my feets if necessary on Mom. She knows that only lasts a while- so she just lies there. Anything for me, I feel sure is her thought, Right mom?
Here I am on the spare bed where favorite brother is when he's here for the weekend. Hurry back brother! I think he is attending his High School football game here in town this Friday. Go Wildcats!