We’re done with dinner and she loaded the dishwasher. She turned out the kitchen lights and gave us our snack. So I know we’re going to bed, and if I don’t get in this space on her side, Paunnie will. So I’m here first, and I’ll just wait. I know she’ll show up. She loves to sleep.
Why does she always try to move me out of the way when she comes to the bed, though? She just messes it up right after I get comfortable. And she smothers me with the bedspread.
Some time in the night, Paunnie will get up here, too, and spread out all over the middle of the bed. She usually ends up sleeping at the top, across the pillows. I think she likes it up there.