I woke up in the middle of the night, being quite shaken with a very bad dream. My left arm was numb, and as I looked down to my left side Kif was curled up on my arm with his head in my armpit, snoring away.
As I moved my head back again, a paw reached out and gently touched my nose; Tylor was stretched out on top of me and I must've woken him up as I woke up myself.
It is wonderful being completely smothered with cat love - especially after a nightmare. However, I can't help but wondering if I had the nightmare just because I was completely smothered in cats?
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