Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Sleeping Alone

For a long time, I was satisfied.  The closeness, the warmth, the snuggling.  The furtive nuzzles.  The knowledge that, in the wee, small hours of the morning, there was always a warm body keeping me safe, loving me.

And then one night last week, I finally got really sick of trying to sleep with one cat draped over my head and the other cat resting heavily on my bladder. 

So I'm ready to banish both cats from the bedroom.  As with most things in my life, this isn't as simple as it sounds.  I can't close the door to the bedroom, because Thing 2 gets "scared" if our door is closed.  So I can stay awake until he's asleep and then close the door -- but this often isn't until 11.  I can shut the cats behind the door in the guest/sewing/hamster room, but I don't want to add "crapper" to the multitude of functions that room satisfies.

The only other solution I can think of is a dog.  Cats are afraid of dogs, aren't they?  So if a dog was sleeping in our bed....


  1. I feel your pain! I have the same cat on bladder syndrome. Or when one gets snuggled behind your knees and one has its butt in your face and you are you get that?

  2. If a dog was sleeping in your bed, he'd be smack dab in the center- hogging the bed. Think about removing the cats after the winter -- they do add warmth. A "Three Dog night", does translate well to a "two cat night".

  3. Well . . . we occasionally allow one of our dogs - the one who relentlessly chases the cat all day - to sleep in our bed. Strangely enough, however, the dog does NOT chase the cat at night. Instead of one intrusive cat, therefore, we end up with one intrusive cat and one snoring dog.

  4. My wife won't let me have cats in our bed. We miss each other, but given the choice, I'll take Rachel.