The fur babies are messing with me.

VERY early Tuesday morning I woke up to find all 4 (Freya is visiting) stretched out mid-way across the bed, in the MIDDLE of the bed. Leaving me less than 1/3 of the horizontal space. At 2:30 I ended up stretching out on the den sofa. Of course, as soon as I started to drift off, Arthur jumped up on me.

So, since the den sofa bed is queen size (my bed is double) I decided to pull it out and sleep on it, last night, to make room for the kids. I woke up at about 2:30, again, to see that Arthur was the ONLY cat on the bed, and he left me plenty of room to stretch out! Madoc was on the recliner, Gryff was on the floor and I have no idea where Freya was sleeping.

I don't know - maybe they think this is funny? They're lucky they are so cute.

And the kittens are doing great, this morning. Carys is getting a little less timid. When I pick her or Eira up, Gwyn starts rolling around and acting super cute, I guess to tempt me to put down his sibling and pick him up again. And I think I found a forever home for Carys, which makes me happy and sad, all at the same time.