Late night guests.
They purr their way into your heart, into your home and your nighttime bed.
I could do with a furry bedmate, one that makes space in the small nook between your head and a careless pillow, with absolutely no consideration for you.
I can feel his deep purrs vibrating through my elbow and into my arm.
He's a content cat, and why not? Burrowed in a soft cloud of clean sheets with an ever eager buddy to carress him at his every whim.
