I don't know what I was thinking. I do NOT feel this overwhelming desire to bunk with Molly. It was not cold and I certainly was NOT alone. So WHY, you might ask, are we both in the same bed?
You see, the bed in the FOREGROUND is Molly's. It is smaller of the two and more enclosed. It suits her style of sleeping - rolled in a tight ball.
The other bed, the bigger more open one, is my bed. It suits MY STYLE of sleeping. . . allowing room for a blanket or a toy. Whatever strikes my fancy . . . it is MINE.
But Molly, you see, has no boundaries. She wants BOTH beds to be hers and the one she wants MOST is ALWAYS the one I am sleeping in. She will then saunter over the the OCCUPIED BY ME bed and muscle her way in. This is her M.O. and it happens everyday except when Sunshine the Cat decides to grab a bed for herself. Then Molly and I share a bed out of FEAR.
One day Mommy #2 walked into the room to find ALL THREE OF US sleeping in the SMALLER bed! I must have been REAL tired to not have noticed that.
It does bother me a LITTLE. I like my bed and I like to sleep alone in my bed. BUT I don't stress about it too much. . . because, you see, my REAL BED is neither of these. No, no, no. My real bed is MY MOMMY'S BED. She may not know it, but it is true. And that is ONE BED from which Molly cannot muscle me.
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