It is cold (and ashy apparently) here in the southern state . It has been brought home to me some what volubly at 3 and 4 am that it is really cold and…this is where the maths comes in…….
2 heated cat beds divided by 3 cats DOES NOT COMPUTE.
They have been playing musical beds. If one got up for any reason the bed-less one would leapt into the warm bed and snuggle in. There would then be hissing in disgust, swiping with paws and the eviction of the smallest furry one. This results in someone licking my nose till I wake up enough , lift up the covers and let her lie on my arm being a heat parasite. If you can go back to sleep really fast, while she is rhythmically purring, it is sort of OK. If not - you are stuffed because once warm, and happy that you aren’t going to move, she goes to sleep and un-rhythmically snores and breathes on your face.
I hate that. So................
Please excuse the rest of the picture......it is so sadly representative of my life...a bed full of cat toys, cats, remote controls and romance novels.
Pretty funny actually.