I’ve been ask: “Do I sleep with my cats?” I’m estimating that about 99% of my kitten clients sleep with their cats despite intense ‘kitty business’ that ensues as soon as the lights go out. I’m digging in my past here … REALLY digging, and I think that my first cats as an adult were two rescue kittens when I was married. I was in my 20’s so that was a LOOOONNNG time ago. Hubby was a man that needed to learn the joys of cats. It didn’t take long, but the cats were not allowed in the bedroom. When I got divorced, he got the cats and I picked up two new rescue kittens. They never slept with me and were with me when I moved into my current home in 1986. They lived to be 13 and 16 respectively, then my Persian era began with the same strict rule. Tiny Bear did her best as a tiny kitten to change that rule, but I held my ground. It wasn’t easy. Who would have thought that a tiny white puff ball could be so loud and so persistent. She remains true to that persona today!
Last year, I caved in and broke my rule to allow Nugget into the bedroom at night (as long as she behaved) because I felt she needed the time away from the others, especially Simba Kahn. More recently I extended the rule to include Sirocco. For the most part, they are easy to sleep with. Then there are those times they aren’t and get tossed out for the rest of the night.
Last night–case in point. I had the bright idea to bring a couple of Sirocco’s favorite toys to bed with me. BIG mistake. I have to admit that she was SO cute doing her flips and pounces all over the bed. Still, it became clear that sleep wasn’t on her mind and so she was thrown out with her toy. NO toys tonight!
What can I say about today? BLEH!! Cold. Foggy. Dreary. Nugget got a bath and moped around the rest of the day giving me baleful looks and acting traumatized. Tonight she’s fine.