Yesterday's Condo
Every morning when I read Gobbles' condo, I'm jealous of how he wakes Kat up with kisses and purrs. I've come to appreciate that Gabby's just not a morning kitty. Rather, she is affectionate at night. We have a bedtime ritual. Once the lights are out, she climbs onto my chest and lays down, draped across me. She purrs, I get an occasional kitty kiss, but the time is clearly designated for belly and ear and chin scratches and most importantly, cuddles. She then slides down next to me, tucked under my arm until she decides she's had enough. She'll then stretch out but always seems to maintain physical contact.
Every morning when I read Gobbles' condo, I'm jealous of how he wakes Kat up with kisses and purrs. I've come to appreciate that Gabby's just not a morning kitty. Rather, she is affectionate at night. We have a bedtime ritual. Once the lights are out, she climbs onto my chest and lays down, draped across me. She purrs, I get an occasional kitty kiss, but the time is clearly designated for belly and ear and chin scratches and most importantly, cuddles. She then slides down next to me, tucked under my arm until she decides she's had enough. She'll then stretch out but always seems to maintain physical contact.
