So Peaceful

The Mom writes:

I have to take over the boys’ blog for just a little bit.  Have you ever noticed how totally peaceful and relaxed a sleeping cat is.  You can’t help but pet them and listen to their motors start to rumble.  Shakespeare is not a cuddly cat, but he does like to be petted and his motor is much louder than Hemingway’s is.  Shakespeare will often come to bed with me and then get on the pillow next to me and start purring.  He seems to do that until he figures I’m almost asleep and then he jumps down off the bed and goes to another place to sleep.  Many times he will come back later in the night and sleep at the foot of the bed.  He jumps so softly that I don’t even feel him when he jumps up on the bed.

...and then suddenly before my eyes there was this huge mountain of treats!
Mom………….I’m sleeping.

Then there’s Hemingway.

Nothing is going to disturb my nap.

He’s my big boy and at around 20 pounds, he is anything but graceful.  When he jumps up or down, he jumps hard.  Often he lands right on top of me.  Yes, he knows how to wake me up from a deep sleep.  However, having Hemingway sleep with me is the most comforting thing ever.  I just melt when he curls around my head and puts his paws on my face.  He will gently touch my face as if he’s saying, “Don’t worry, Mom.  I’m here to protect you.”  He has a gentle purr that he seems to crank up just for me.  Have you ever had a cat take his front leg and stretch it across you as if he’s hugging you?  Hemingway is a real cuddler and has to get as close as possible.  To have a soft cat’s cheek resting on your cheek is heaven.   There’s nothing in the world like that.  The love that comes from both of these dear fur people just can’t be measured.  I consider myself extremely lucky to have found them and rescued them.  I just wanted them to know how much I love them.  Thank you Hemingway and Shakespeare for being the comfort I need when scared, a little down, physically worn out, or confused.