Tuesday night marked a first in family history: Owen, Wiley the Cat, Tak & I all slept in the same bed, with me in the middle of everyone. The cat even slept with us on Friday night, too; he slept with me while I watched TV & knitted. Owen thankfully didn't join us until the next morning.
Before Owen arrived, Wiley slept with us every night. Then came the new baby, who was also soon sleeping with us and it was just too much for Wiley. I can count on one hand how many times Wiles has slept with us in bed, and it was either when we were sick or, like now, that it's become colder at night. And he's probably lonely too, since Owen & I are gone two nights a week and Tak isn't even home until super late Mondays. Wiley has even napped with Owen once in a great while, when we can still get Owen to a)nap and b)in his own bed.
We'll see how long it'll be before the cat gets fed up with being tossed around all night, but for now, it's kind of nice again.
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