I start each night in bed on my left side, and a minute or so later, Van Gogh will climb up on the bed and lay in front of my face, sometimes facing me and sometimes facing away. It's like having a living teddy bear snuggling up to you. Once in a while she may unintentionally poke me with a claw but I've kind of steeled myself against that. Sometimes she'll put a paw in my beard and pull or push on it, which is more funny than anything else and doesn't hurt. Every night though, after 5 or 10 minutes, she'll get up and leave. I don't know where she goes or what she does, but 10 or 15 minutes later, she's usually back where she was. I look forward to this every night, and evidently she does too. I'm just not sure why she does.
She's not really very affectionate, except for when I go to bed. And quiet? I've never known such a quiet cat. She never meows, ever. I've maybe heard her purr 4 or 5 times in 8 years, and then it's a very quiet, almost inaudible purr. She purred last night, as loud as ever, but only momentarily, as she settled down in front of me. Makes me wish she could tell me what she was thinking. John
I miss cats in my bed at night. Apollo started to just "live" on the chair in the living room a while after his sister and Nova left. I think it is painful to walk all the way to the main house to eat and such. Perseus never really slept with me. So I have been alone wat night for over a year now. :(
David and the CoolCyberCats
That's too bad. I really look forward to it. No matter what though, she's never there when I wake up. She's always under the bed or in a window or running around somewhere. John