It’s Hump Day again 🐪. The snow is coming down, fluffy flakes this morning. I knew something was going on because it felt too dark this morning. Chaucer was huddled in a tight spiral against me when I woke up. He’s been aggressively snuggling both of us lately. I spent yesterday watching Shawshank play “Persona…
We all had a better morning today. Chaucer held off on the opera until about ~5am. He came into bed and snuggled against me for a few minutes. Shawshank got out of bed to use the bathroom, which prompted Chaucer to follow and perform an encore. I went out to the living room and brought…
It’s morning. It’s been morning since 3:07am, when Chaucer started howling. This continued at regular intervals until he finally managed to find his way into the bedroom and onto the bed. Unfortunately, he didn’t slot himself into the correct spot by my legs. He wasn’t hitting the “the cats are safe, you can sleep now”…