sorry, no vacancy
I was up late writing last night! :img16
Like, 4am late.
But it was going really, really well, which is why I didn’t notice how late it was getting. :img14
When I started to get punchy & found a spot I could quit without forgetting what I wanted to have happen next, I decided to go to bed. (Duh.) But deciding to go to bed & actually being able to go to bed are two entirely different things here at Casa del Heidi. :img36
I put my laptop away & walked in to find my bed…shall we say…occupied. Although “covered with cats” would be a better description.
Harley & Nicholas were curled together like Yin & Yang pretty much dead center. Then Simon was closer to the upper left corner & Tigger was in the right upper corner. Which pretty much left only about three feet of space at the very foot of the bed. And should I mention that Pekoe was sound asleep in my chair, which is usually my secondary sleep option when The Kittehs have called dibs on the big bed? :img22
With very few options left, & not too keen to actually sleep on the floor, I did what I had to do. Like a good Cat Lady, I grabbed a blanket & spare pillow & squeezed into a ball at the bottom of the bed. As Vanellope von Schweetz (Wreck-It Ralph) would say, “…like a little homeless lady.”
And I slept that way—fairly well, amazingly enough. At some point, I even felt Pekoe walk over me & snuggle up against my butt. That meant the chair was finally empty, but I was too darn tired to get up & move.
Around 8:30am, The Kittehs woke me for breakfast, so I got up & stumbled my way downstairs to feed them. Then I stumbled my way back upstairs & found my bed gloriously empty! Huzzah! :img5
So of course not being an idiot, I quickly crawled under the covers & made myself comfortable in the center of my very own mattress & went back to sleep. Yes, when I woke up again later in the morning, I had another kitteh pressed against my back, but at least this time he had to work around me & not the other way around. :img17
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PattiF says:
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I have two cats and one won’t usually let the other on the bed. That particular cat is also known to curl up against me and feel like a furnace. As I sleep, I pull away from her, until I am almost off the bed.
Cats own us.
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On June 4, 2015 at 12:32 am
Heidi says:
We are their bitches, that’s for sure. :img2
Mine used to be like that—all hisses & fighting for territory. Now, for some reason, they all pile on the bed together in one big ball of multi-colored fur.
Which leaves ME…the recliner or the floor. :img36
On June 4, 2015 at 12:52 pm
Mary Kirkland says:
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That is hilarious. You know, you need another bed..one that is hidden in the closet or in a secret hidden space in the wall that you can pull down and get in before the kitty’s can take over. lol
We seriously need a cat flipping us the finger smiley for times like this. LOL
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On June 4, 2015 at 1:32 am
Heidi says:
That is such a good idea! If I had the floor space, I’d totally have a Murphy bed. Of course, I can just see what would happen then…
I’d pull the bed down at night & go to bed…in the morning, I’d have cats all over me…I wouldn’t want to disturb them, so I’d leave the bed down…& the cycle would start all over again. :img2
A cat flipping the bird *would* be funny. May have to settle for a hissing one, tho. :img20
On June 4, 2015 at 12:57 pm
Mary Kirkland says:
And now I fully understand why they call you guys…crazy cat ladies.
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On June 4, 2015 at 7:20 pm
Anne says:
The other night I slept diagonally across the bed because one of my cats was in the middle near the bottom and I didn’t want to kick him as I moved around.
On June 4, 2015 at 6:48 am
Heidi says:
Yes! This is the burden of the cat lady. I don’t have the heart to move my kiddos, either…even if trying to sleep around them turns me into a pretzel. :img33
On June 4, 2015 at 12:58 pm
Donna A says:
Love this. My 3 seem to get much bigger when they lie on the bed.
On June 4, 2015 at 9:29 am
Heidi says:
Don’t they, tho? They get just *way* too comfortable for critters who didn’t actually pay for any of the darn furniture. :img27
I also tend to wake up with at least one of them pressed up against me, making it almost impossible to get *out* of bed…without once again doing the uber-yoga pretzel position. :img35
On June 4, 2015 at 1:00 pm