Watanuki’s love affair with Maggie’s new blanket–or rather, plural blankets–continues.
I don’t know if the colder weather we’ve been getting lately, with overnight lows in the lower forties, or just a desire for snuggles when there are no humans around.
Certainly, he has been snugglier than usual lately, which is suggestive, but not conclusive.
Regardless of the reason, it’s quite common these days to walk into the bedroom and find a thuggish head poking out from under the blankets.
Oddly, he seems to be the only feline* so enthralled.
* Maggie is nearly as fond of the blankets as ‘Nuki. Nearly.
Rhubarb spends nearly as much time on the bed, but he’s quite content to stick with my familiar slightly fuzzy red blanket.
Maybe he likes the way it feels. Maybe he thinks it complements his own fur. Or maybe he’s just a creature of habit. Like me.