
She got on MY bed again
The cheek! She’s too big!
Gets in the way
Her feet are big
Her head is large
She sprawls
Flops and squirms
And all because
Of my paws!
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She got on MY bed again
The cheek! She’s too big!
Gets in the way
Her feet are big
Her head is large
She sprawls
Flops and squirms
And all because
Of my paws!

A lovely, friendly older dog I met today. The heat was bothering him and he went to sleep so I decided to quickly sketch him. I’m not sure if he is some sort of rough terrier. He is a real character X

Cat paw on my hand, he likes saying hello. Hello in the morning, when he comes up to me, assumes the “staring” position and waits to be fed! Then sometimes he will reach out with his paw to greet me. My other two don’t do that. One sharpens her claws on my leg, pulling holes in my leggings, the third likes to head butt my hand in greeting. Sweet.

Paws stretch out
Greeting me
Just saying hi
It’s nice to be
Warm and relaxed
On a cold evening
Wind swirling
Late August
Good night.

He purrs, he sits, cheek rubs my hand.
Paws outstretched.
Then one paw reaches out to me.
A greeting, saying are you OK?
Cats know when you need love
They express feelings, you can see it.
Little nudges of his nose against my hand.
He will sit on my knee soon.
Looking after me.

Oi get out my way!
I want to go to bed.
I know the cat sat on the mat,
But you are way to fat
Just move out of my way
I don’t want to trip over your head
Or get downed by your paw!
Just move off the floor!
You’re a trip hazard….

No, just the camera angle. He does look cute, warm and cuddly. But beware the claws, tickle his chest and he’s OK, but go anywhere near his belly and the paws grab you and his claws will hook into your flesh.
It’d almost 2am, I can’t sleep so I’m watching a silly film and I just looked over to see where the TV remote is and saw him. Now the cat flap has clattered and his sister has come in from outside. I guess she will be looking for a warm chair to sleep on too. Cats cheer me up when I’m feeling really low.

A night visitor, all prowl worn out, purring gently, wants love. Left me no room while I was out. Now do I move him or let him stay? Gentle purring makes that decision easy.

Cats paw holding my finger this morning. He sleeps next to me at night while I’m stuck in an armchair downstairs. He’s not there all night but sometimes when I wake up his chin is on my hand and he’s snuggled in a tight ball, he seems to want to be close. I think he cares about me.

Belly rub? Yes please, I tickle his tum. He purrs. Friends with each other, he is content to lie on his back. No sharp claws, quiet paws. Ten minutes, twenty… Then up he gets and toddles off to his food bowl. Next out into the night, the wind is blowing and the stars aren’t bright, in fact it’s blowing a hooley out there… But he’s happy and replete, out on his nightly patrol, come rain or shine….