Oct 02 2010
Clyde’s Cues
Uh…you may be a little too young to ride that bike.
When Audrey asks/demands/insists that I let her out in the morning, I let her out the balcony door, then go downstairs to turn on the outside lights. A few minutes after I settle back in bed, Clyde comes running up the stairs.
He jumps into bed with me, already purring, and proceeds to drape himself over my neck. Sometimes, he curls up in front of my face so I can hardly breathe. Or he lies on my shoulder with his head on my ear. It’s all fun and games until he starts biting my hand or nose.
Roscoe joins us from time to time, but Clyde takes his Cuddler nickname seriously.
As I write, Roscoe is sitting on my knee and I’m holding Clyde with my left hand, typing one-handed. But it’s still easier than typing with them awake, pawing at my hands or trying to bite them, or climbing up my legs. It’s getting harder to hold them both at once as they get bigger. They’ll be four months old in less than a week!
3 Responses to “Clyde’s Cues”
Not so keen on this new format, I have to say and at the bottom where it is indicates with arrows Continue Reading… to no avail as nothing happens!
Like the content, of course. Love hearing cat stories. A very busy pair of kitties.
jx
Ignore the “continue reading” thing – the whole post is there.
Maybe I’ll change it back.
Looks like these guys have more than adopted you, you are the source of their lives and can’t help but giving you all this attention and more.