My cat Missy is hilarious. For some reason, she really seems to like hot, cramped spaces. One of her favorite things to do is climb in under the blankets where it’s dark and warm. She’ll get right in and cuddle up, even though it’s got to be tough to breathe in there. Somehow, she manages to purr away, really enjoying herself in that little sauna. It’s great for me because she keeps my legs and feet warm, but occasionally I move and squish her a bit.
Back in the height of the winter days, when it got quite chilly in my house and we didn’t feel like turning on the heater, I’d sit in a sleeping bag with my body pillow for warmth. As I sat working on my computer, Missy would come along and eagerly crawl in under my legs. She’d spend some time positioning herself until she was satisfied, then would lay back and sleep all day. On the right is a picture of her back in one of those days. The blue things to either side are my legs and the fuzzy light blue thing up top is the body pillow. Apparently half-crushing her isn’t a problem either.
Everyday I marvel at all the seemingly uncomfortable positions she gets in, then falls asleep in. I don’t know how she got this way, but you can put her in just about any position and she’ll be fine with it. Maybe she just likes being smothered with love and affection, which I give plenty of. In turn, I get so much back I now get lonely whenever she doesn’t come around after an hour or two. Thankfully, it’s not often she won’t drop by within that time, so I get to sit with her nearby whenever I’m home. Companionship can’t get much sweeter.
