Sunday, February 24, 2008
cat is the hat
Recently Georgianna has been migrating ever closer to me when we sleep at night on the family bed. She used to curl up in a corner - on the covers by my feet, or on the sheet next to my pillow.
Somewhere in the last couple of months, she moved onto the pillow, splitting the space with my sleeping head, usually a decent distance between her half and mine. Then I'd roll over into a mouthful of fur. I found this obtrusive and told her so. She tended to make her move during the deep of night, after we'd all drifted off into a chorus of snores.
Last night as I lay me down to sleep and the catties joined me as they do, Buddy nudged under the covers to curl up by my knees, I put my head down on the pillow, turned on my side, and Georgianna curled up for a good night's sleep... On. My. Head.
She just plopped down like a 10-pound furry motorized cap right on top of the back of my head. And proceeded to laboriously purr herself to sleep. While I lay with a pudgy-dainty cat on my head.
I didn't have the heart to push her off because I do keep the heat down pretty low at night. And maybe she was thinking of my best - keep the heat from escaping out the top of my head during the night. But still. Cat sleeping on top of human head is a bit much.
(It doesn't seem to have made a difference one way or the other in the persistent throbbing headache I've had since I got home from work Thursday night. Not to bring down the tone of the post or anything.)