beds sleep up to six cats, ten without the owner. unknown
now at our house we have 5 cats big enough to join us in the bed, and six more
that are considering learning how to climb bedcovers to join the fun. Its a
wonder we ever get any sleep.
Mayhem is the worst of the lot, and as such, spends a lot of time in kitty jail.
(The basement.) Maggie, in her sweet moments, sleeps at the foot of the bed on
the side nearest the window. Its the best spot to make sure nobody invades
our backyard seeking to wreak havoc or poach on her hunting territory.
Sometime in the night Maggie will decide shes cold and needs cuddled. She
makes her way to the head of the bed, where she stands on the pillow waiting for
one of us to lift up the covers so she can crawl under. Other times, she settles
for sleeping on my head.
her bad moments, Maggie wants the entire household to wake up. She starts by
meowing loudly (the only volume she knows) and if that doesnt do the job, she
moves on to her next trick: head butting the lamp. The lamp has a metal base and
makes almost as much noise as Maggie when it bangs on the nightstand. Sometimes
Im able to ignore it, though. So Maggie races across the bed to Kens side
and head butts his lamp. Then she starts knocking his books and magazines to the
floor. Yes, she succeeds in waking us up. Unfortunately, that means she goes to
is one of our cuddlers. He starts the night at the foot of the bed. But rarely a
night goes by that he doesnt make a trip to the head for ear scratches and
neck rubs. The only problem with this loving scene is that Zeke does not take no
or a grumpy Im asleep, leave me alone. for an answer. If
ignored he hooks a claw under my hand and pulls it up to his head. Hiding hands
is futile as well. He wraps his paws around my arm and tries to pull my hand from
hiding. Zekes idea of necessary attention at 1 a.m. and mine are slightly
different, so I end up getting gently clawed most nights. When hes had
enough, he curls up beside me and goes back to sleep.
doesnt sleep with us often, especially now that she has kittens to tend. Her
bed visits are fly-bys. About 2 a.m. she jumps on the bed and chirps until I pet
her. Having gotten what she wants, shes gone again. Of course, she usually
walks across Maggie while visiting and Ive already told you what happens when
Maggie wakes up. Lately, though, weve been treated to more noises from Shira
than I think I heard the first year we had her. Those kids of hers are always up
to something and she often has to chastise them. Their latest game is hiding
under my dresser to sleep. Shira is much too big to fit under there, so in the
middle of the night Ill hear her telling those bad babies to come out of
there right now! Typical kids, they only hear and obey when it suits their
purposes like when theyre hungry.
2 and 3 is when Shadow comes to life. He comes to bed with us each night and
plays frantically until we put away his toys in the nightstand. Then he curls up
and goes to sleep next to my legs. Somehow, this little guy manages to steal
half a king sized bed after we go to sleep. I wake up in the night crowding Ken
off the side of the bed and discover that a 3 pound ball of fur has my entire
side to himself. I scoot back over only to wake up later in the same
circumstance. But then he wakes up. He walks on me and cries until I wake up.
After a suitable amount of cuddles, hes off to eat, play, and enjoy the quiet
house without all those other cats bugging him.
waits until about 4 a.m. for her snuggles. She likes to sleep under the bed or
on the cat tree downstairs for most of the night. Somewhere around 4 she makes
her way unto the bed, purring like crazy. And then the head butts begin.
Theres nothing that shows love like a head butt to the side followed by a
cold Wegie nose in ones armpit. Talia gets so into head butts that she does
flips beside me on the bed. She also likes the ear scratches and neck rubs and
will dig her head under a hand to get them. No claws involved, though. Thank
goodness! One mauling a night is quite enough. Eventually she settles down to
sleep purring beside my pillow. Of course, by then its nearly 5 a.m.
5, the babies start waking up. I hear little meows as they crawl out from under
the dresser. This is quickly followed by wild thumping noises as they chase each
other around the room, under the bed, down the hall, back into our bedroom
How six kittens that each weigh just slightly more than a pound can make such a
racket Ill never know.
By 5:45 when I have to get up, Im usually wide awake. The cats have all gotten all the loves they needed for the night and all is well in the world. Well, except with one sleep-deprived cat mom.
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(Please note that you will see a number of photos of our cats and kittens that I've taken outside in a natural setting. The LostWoods cats do NOT go outside unsupervised! When we do go outside for pictures and occasional adventures, there is always one person and usually two watching them closely. We do have an outside, fully enclosed run to which the older cats are allowed access, but even then we check on them often.)
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