My cat bolts up the stairs when it's time for bed. He knows he doesn't have to go straight to sleep. He gets to fight with my feet under the cover. As soon as my feet are under the cover, he thinks a creature is suddenly in the bed with us. He'll fight until he's worn out, then he'll climb onto my chest and fall asleep. He's a great little guy.
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SW-User
My two yorkies and my old cat used to sleep with me damn near every night. They loved snuggling up to me.
@SW-User That's like having a little heater in the bed with you.
SW-User
@BushBoy Yes. We supplied each other with warmth and affection. The old running joke was "Okay, Sapphire. Take your little brother and go to bed." (Our first yorkie.)
