I was all folded up in the top sheet, flattened out and my head was pointed toward the headboard. That's where I was. I made am amazingly small lump I am told. Also, that is a parchment, sadly a real animal parchment of a Latin chant that mommy bought in Spain some time ago. And the pictures are her when she was thirteen. Watercolors. Her middle son framed them and put them up.
Last two nights when Mom and I go to bed, I have leaped up and laid on her chest as always. But now, instead of getting off after 10 minutes or so, I lay my little head down across the mountain range there and go to sleep. I am totally flattened too when I do. Both arms and legs are all pointed out to their respective sides and my head is flat as a fritter on her as I snooze.
She doesn't have the wherewithal to make me leave. Used to be turning out the light was a sure fire way of making me leave. This time, I eventually did but only to creep softly to her side in the middle of the bed..taking up the rest of the available room.
Mom tried to stand it but couldn't and turned to her unfavored side, the right side and of course, she was balanced delicately on the very edge while I reposed grandly in the rest of the bed (as it should be). She could only stand that so long so she cautiously turned to her left side. She put out her hand gingerly and yes, I was still there..a cool pool of fur at waist level. She settled..her nether region poking out from her side of the bed and the rest of her along the narrow edge. I think she sort of worked her way closer to the middle throughout the night. I moved, but I don't recall what time and she could finally spread out. That's life with a furbaby who rules.
Boomie, I meant to tell you. My yellow Nip Nanner is green with drool. I love it. xoxoxoxox And here I am with my Silvervine pillow too. xoxox
Have a furry Friday efurrybuddy. xox