Clio cuddles with me before bed, and jumps off just at the point where I am drifting into sleep. I think it's when I start snoring. Oz sleeps with me most nights, but often doesn't jump up until I fall asleep. Most mornings I don't know he's there until I throw blankets on him or accidentally kick him. I am learning to look for him as the first thing when I wake up. (Okay, second after hit the snooze.)
I have updated my iPod and now will feed the cats and go to bed. A weekend of doing very little still somehow has left me wiped out.
Errr--what about Cortez?
He sort of tolerates that we live in the house where he chose to take shelter, I think. He's very mellow, and he'll let you pet him and pick him up and all that, but he doesn't ever give affection anymore, not now that we feed him regularly. His life is outdoors, on the hunt ... until he needs to come in for food he doesn't have to kill and a warm place to curl up.
For those not in the know, Cortez was a stray who sort of moved in last year. He'd been neutered, and had obviously been someone's pet, and he just ... never left. And no one ever claimed him.
Zorro sleeps pretty much glued to the top of my head. He's very accommodating. If I turn over, he stands up and waits until I have settled down and glues himself to whatever new position I'm in. Our other kitty, Squeaky Fromme, doesn't even deign to come in the bedroom.
Leifur, who is curled up on my shoulder and purring as I type this, sleeps down by my knees, with occasional forays toward my head to demand lovings. In the summer he use to come in after I'd turned off the lights—sometimes after I'd fallen asleep. But now that the cool weather's finally here he practically herds me to bed by 10 so he can snuggle in properly.
Georgia almost always spends the night outside hunting. As soon as I stir (6ish) she comes in for breakfast while insisting that she found no vermin whatsoever all night and that she is starving. Then as soon as she is finished eating she sits by the door ready to go out again. When I get home from work she comes back in and cuddles until we go to bed. If the weather is yuck she won't ask to go out and sleeps with one of the boys, unless DH is away then she will sleep with me.
It's 6:00 a.m. and I'm at work.
grumble....
Where is everybody? Wake up!
::plays trumpet revelry::
::runs away::
