As you know, in addition to my hubby and me two little furballs also share our household. They’re pretty convinced that they run the place, and make themselves at home wherever they please:
We got our furry friends right after we married, and we got right to work laying down the law and trying to teach them what they could and could not do. Like sleep in our bed. We should have known better.
Oh goodness, that one did not go over well. At that time, we were living in the townhouse and we tried everything to keep them downstairs and out of our room, from closed doors to baby gates. Let me tell you, baby gates have nothing on a determined cat. They will take a flying leap and knock those suckers down. And while they do it, they will meow like they’re being tortured and then they’ll paw at your door for hours, still meowing, until you finally give in and let them in. Then they will jump on the bed and proceed to walk on you, sniff you, and try to sleep on your head as punishment for trying to keep them out of your room in the first place.
As I said, it did not go well.
Fast forward two years, and we’ve finally been trained. The kitties sleep with us every night, and they each have their assigned spots. Every night, Lexie jumps on our headboard and makes her way behind the curtains to sleep on the window sill behind our bed, as happy as a clam for eight hours in her little bedroom:
Riley, on the other hand, insists on sleeping down by our feet . . . for the most part. He’s still a little needy and will occasionally venture near us for a little reassuring snuggle. Or to try to sleep on our heads. Oh well, baby steps, right?
Even though they drive me bananas sometimes, I’m a total sucker for their furry faces and they make our little family complete. So that brings me to my question – do the pets rule the roost in your house? And tell me we’re not alone in letting the little buggers sleep with us . . .
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