Last night was truly terrible. If I thought sleeping on the futon with my four furry companions was bad, I hadn't considered a full night on the couch, Duncan crushing my legs, Winnie twisting my back until everything below my nipples was numb and Pip curled up against my chest where he felt it necessary to poke his wet, cold nose against mine every five minutes. Only Olive stayed away, sleeping on the back of the couch above us all, her yellow eyes looking down on the mess the rest of us had created.
Morning could not come soon enough and when it did I felt like a kid at Christmas. My bed was coming, my bed was coming! Soon I could spread out and sleep in luxury. Soon the dream world would be my oyster.
After it arrived and was assembled, after I put the freshly laundered sheets on it and fluffed up the pillows which came with the new comforter, after I ran my errands and tended to my chores, I decided to peek in on the thing, to see how it looked, to run my fingers along its sleek headboard and imagine how wonderful it would feel to climb into it tonight, to spread my arms wide and sleep with my legs crossed in that old familiar number four shape, nearly forgotten after all these crowded months on the futon. Oh, the wonderful imaginings running through my head.
I flipped on the light and discovered:
Apparently I was not the only one excited at the possibilities. Olive was curled up on my pillow while Duncan was already practicing taking his share out of my side of the bed.
There may be some negotiating tonight when I hit the hay. I'll let you know how it goes.
Morning could not come soon enough and when it did I felt like a kid at Christmas. My bed was coming, my bed was coming! Soon I could spread out and sleep in luxury. Soon the dream world would be my oyster.
After it arrived and was assembled, after I put the freshly laundered sheets on it and fluffed up the pillows which came with the new comforter, after I ran my errands and tended to my chores, I decided to peek in on the thing, to see how it looked, to run my fingers along its sleek headboard and imagine how wonderful it would feel to climb into it tonight, to spread my arms wide and sleep with my legs crossed in that old familiar number four shape, nearly forgotten after all these crowded months on the futon. Oh, the wonderful imaginings running through my head.
I flipped on the light and discovered:
Apparently I was not the only one excited at the possibilities. Olive was curled up on my pillow while Duncan was already practicing taking his share out of my side of the bed.
There may be some negotiating tonight when I hit the hay. I'll let you know how it goes.
8 comments:
Oh! The scene just makes us smile :) Mr. honey bear will probably be up there soon too! Best wishes on that super snoozle you were looking forward to.
Hugs and snaggle-tooth kisses,
Sierra Rose
Looks very comfy. Where is your bed? We think it has been taken over by your friends.
Wags
Ernie & Sasha
HAHAH made me laugh outloud when i scrolled down to the pic. He even has his teddy with you!! awww bless ♥
i can't wait to hear how the night went.
and in true cat-ness...she HAS to be on top of the pillows. cat entitlement :D hehe
I've found that no matter how big the bed, and how small the four-legged, they always manage to take over at least 3/4 of it.
Yep I cant wait to hear how your night went! Hugs Joey and Kealani
Nice bed, good choice and good luck.XO
Too cute! Sounds like it's going to be a very cozy night! :)
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