Woody was pretty sick last night with asthma. We had multiple attacks and inhaler dosings, followed by some puking from upset tummy. This morning, he seemed tired (shocking! a sleepy cat!) and just wanted to lie in the sun. Pickles had other plans for him.
Maybe because he was so tired, or still a little under the weather, Woody just tolerated his baby brother's snuggles.
He wasn't thrilled, and the purring was all one-curly-sided. But, it's progress, right? They're both awake this time.
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I like to use my cat as a pillow too, although my head might weigh more than Pickles' head.
Just to highlight the distinction: Alison, you own your cat pillow. Pickles does not own Woody.
I bet my cat would have something to say about the owning thing. She seems to believe I am her lady-in-waiting. Which, hey...I basically am.
Still, Woody is by no definition Pickles's lady in waiting.
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