I was thinking last night that i was a bit irritated by Michael sitting in the very middle of the bed, and the fact that I had to manuever around him to get a seat.
My Bed was so empty last night, I realized how petty I had been and I cant wait until My Dream Cats back where he belongs.
It reminds me of the times when Mr Scrappy used to lie on my chest and knead me with his paws and rub his head agianst my chin.
I eventually would push him off and he would jump off the bed.
With LES I wish now that I could have me back on my chest, showing me how much he loves me.
What wouldnt I give for another time with Mr Scrappy.We dont know what weve lost til theyre gone.