Squeaker vs. The Cat

This is Saffron. Also known as The Butter Licker. (Don’t ask.) (Just trust me.) Also known as my special snuggle buddy, because she likes to cuddle.

One of Saffron’s tricks is climbing up the side of the bed under the cloak of darkness. Or, alternately, climbing up the side of the bed under the cloak of the sheets and comforter.

 She’s done this trick off and on for most of the almost eight years we’ve had the cats, so I’m accustomed (enough) to the scratchy-scratchy noise that precedes a furry body slithering up over my legs. Which means that the other morning, when I heard a scratchy-scratchy noise, and then felt something warm poke my sheets, I assumed it was Saffron.

It wasn’t.

Nope, it was Squeaker, at 5:45 AM, flying his Transformer jet into my covers.

Never a dull moment. Never.

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