One Cat Night

[lizwilliams]

Sid has conquered the north face of the dog. The Alsatian was between my lap and Sid yesterday evening: Sid stood looking urgently from one to another and eventually clearly thought: oh, sod it. He wound round the dog's legs and jumped up on my lap.

When we went to bed, a shadow snuck onto the end of it, sat squarely on the hot water bottle and imported some extra mass from a parallel dimension, just in case I decided on any funny business like warming my own feet. He stayed for some time, as far as I'm aware.

T's last words last night were: 'That cat's not stupid.' I'll say.

Comments

[jess-ka.livejournal.com]

imported some extra mass from a parallel dimension

A well-documented cat feature.

[quarkwiz.livejournal.com]

Heh. Now try that with four cats, two of whom weigh a stone each and one even more. (The fourth, see icon, is an itty-bitty and weighs half that.) Not just the feet, either! I think this will end when the warm weather starts. At least I hope so, as charming as it is.

[spytfire.livejournal.com]

Stealing the warmth of hot water bottles must be one of the Feline Life Objectives, as far as I'm concerned.

Another? Take as much of the bed as you possibly can. . .with one, we can generally manage, but when both try for this life objective, our feet tend to get squeezed into the smallest of spaces.

[juliabk.livejournal.com]

I woke up with four cats on the bed, completely unable to move. I felt like Gulliver. Kudos to Sid who has figured out that Dog is no obstacle when it comes to comfort acquisition.