Cooper decides to have a nice relaxing sleep…. In the most interesting position.
The other day I walked into my bedroom to see where Cooper was. He’s our very sweet, but rather wild cat. (The one likely to lunge at you any moment). Perhaps he was hiding ready to leap from behind the door…? Not this time. He’d obviously decided to take himself off to the bedroom to enjoy a little sleep on the bed.
I am not sure if all cats sleep like this, but our other cat, Fudge, never does. I found myself turning my head sideways to try and work out where is legs were and where they SHOULD be. Bless him! I couldn’t miss the photo opportunity.
I was really tired when I woke up this morning. It’s not a great feeling, starting a Friday feeling tired. When I went to bed last night I thought it would be time for a long sleep. If only…
At about 01:30 (ish) I awoke in shock and shot up out of bed. My head was wet and freezing cold!
Cooper, my darling little 7 month old kitten, who had been sleeping on the bed had decided it was time for a wander. He’d gone on his little walk and crept along the shelf/headboard by my pillow. There was my refreshing glass of water which he ended up knocking and tipping over my entire head and pillow!
With a cold wet head I begrudgingly got up, fetched towels and returned to dry the area. There was my sleep pattern ruined.
He had better not try any of those tricks tonight!
Meet Cooper. He’s seven months old and so full of energy. After a couple of months of him going crazy inside we couldn’t wait to get the door open and let him explore the world outside. He chats to the birds (Have you heard cats talking? It’s a weird sound) and he enjoys the odd stand-off with the neighbourhood dogs. It’s quite amusing watching him approach dogs twice his size. Bless…. He just doesn’t get it. We have one very brave cat here. Mind you… Is it bravery or stupidity?
He chases leaves; he plays Fetch with balls of paper and follows us around everywhere. It has now got to the stage where we cannot leave the house on foot as whenever we walk along the street he walks along by our side. There’s a limit to how far we want him to go. We had a street party a couple of weekends ago, in the park next our apartment, and he followed us there too. We chatted to neighbours and friends and noticed Cooper mingling with the crowd too. Cooper the socialite.
I thought taking the bike this morning would be an easier way to leave him at home. I jumped on the bike, left the apartment and peddled along the streets. I heard that familiar sound – Cooper’s miaow! I turned to see him bounding along the middle of the street after me at full speed. I couldn’t help but laugh. He’s an eager cat. Of course, I did a u-turn and he followed me straight home. With him locked inside I was able to get away.
So, what next? Maybe it’s time we start taking him for walks?