I really adore my pets. I remember reading a while back a piece that I think was put out by the State Department about what to expect if you’re a foreigner travelling to the United States. One of the examples of this was that a large number of Americans don’t mind their pets sleeping with them in bed. Across some cultures this could be construed as bad, disgusting and just plain morally wrong.

Meh. Me? I love sleeping with my pets 🙂 They keep me warm in the winter and company when Angela is out someplace.

Farley & Jinx normally take turns sleeping on my side of the bed. Last night it was Jinx’s turn. Rather than sleep between my legs she elected to sleep between me and Angela, down low at our legs. Jinx is a very, very deep sleeper. Angela is a very, very deep sleeper. Me? Usually not. During the middle of the night our cat, Cleo, decided to make her way up onto the bed and sleep with me. She carefully tip toed around Jinx and sat at my chest, staring at me and purring.

Keep in mind that this behavior is normal for Cleo. She LOVES sleeping there. She’ll normally settle down for some good old sleep time and lay her head on my arm or allow me to cradle her. She is a fat, hairy thing that loves to snuggle at night when she thinks you aren’t awake. Last night, however, she did something different. With Jinx sleeping between me & Angela, her head at our feet, Cleo decided that this time she would put her butt on my arm and smack me with her tail. And then things got just a little weirder.

The next thing I know is that Cleo is burying her face into Jinx’s…uh…well…it seems like it was her ‘tail’. Yes, we’ll say that Cleo had an intense fascination with Jinx’s ‘tail’. So much so that she kept shoving her face into Jinx’s butt and rubbing her head into it. (Face it, I feel a heck of a lot better believing that Cleo was rubbing her head against Jinx’s hind quarters rather than the dog’s vagina)

Rather unaware of what was going on and just snoozing away, Jinx decided that she was feeling pretty comfortable and started to roll on her back. This caused her to lift her leg while Cleo was rubbing her head which in turn caused Cleo to completely shove her face into Jinx’s…uh…Netherlands. Evidently Cleo doesn’t like the Netherlands as much as I thought she did. Cleo proceeded to scream and jump up, pounce on my crotch causing me to yell in pain and then she scurried away. Jinx was startled and immediately let out a single, frightened bark, righted herself by kicking her feet which were at my crotch and then went back to sleep.

Angela? She merely let out a barely perceptible snore, grabbed all the blankets and turned away from me. I was left on my side of the bed drowsy, wondering what the Hell just happened and holding my crotch, freezing my ass off with a golden retriever kicking at me to get comfortable.

Couple this with my previous posts, Angela the Sleep Ninja and Sleep Combat, it’s no wonder that I wake up each morning alive.