Cat Snuggles Make Good Bedtime Stories

I wish you could see.

I’m in the dark laying at the end of my daughters bed. She called me in because she needed someone to help her feel safe.

Paul, our youngest cat child, has snuggled in behind her knees.

This is major.

Paul was picked out from the animal rescue by my daughter. They fell in love instantly. He snuggled into her arms and went to sleep.

They sat together for hours on the cement floor. My daughter singing to him.

She would often say, “he picked me.”

But as he grew he learned that going near a young child meant being picked up, carried around, dressed up, ear piercing squeals, and having to endure many hours of kisses so, he would run when my daughter got too close.

We’ve had many conversations about his sensitive cat ears. His independent personality. His coming to her when he is ready.

But this is so hard for a little girl to understand.

Especially one so full of love to give her little cat baby.

One that she believes with her whole heart was meant just for her.

So tonight, as my daughter drifts off to sleep, I am grateful for the little grey cat that is tucked in behind her legs.

A tiny, awkward, sickly guy we brought home two years ago who has woven himself directly around my daughter’s heart.

And I’m beginning to think she’s breaking her way into his.

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Cat Snuggles Make Good Bedtime Stories

I wish you could see.

I’m in the dark laying at the end of my daughters bed. She called me in because she needed someone to help her feel safe.

Paul, our youngest cat child, has snuggled in behind her knees.

This is major.

Paul was picked out from the animal rescue by my daughter. They fell in love instantly. He snuggled into her arms and went to sleep.

They sat together for hours on the cement floor. My daughter singing to him.

She would often say, “he picked me.”

But as he grew he learned that going near a young child meant being picked up, carried around, dressed up, ear piercing squeals, and having to endure many hours of kisses so, he would run when my daughter got too close.

We’ve had many conversations about his sensitive cat ears. His independent personality. His coming to her when he is ready.

But this is so hard for a little girl to understand.

Especially one so full of love to give her little cat baby.

One that she believes with her whole heart was meant just for her.

So tonight, as my daughter drifts off to sleep, I am grateful for the little grey cat that is tucked in behind her legs.

A tiny, awkward, sickly guy we brought home two years ago who has woven himself directly around my daughter’s heart.

And I’m beginning to think she’s breaking her way into his.

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