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Oh no.
Since it got cold (by our standards in Aylesbury) the boy has been snuggling all night with me in bed. Not licking or biting my chin, not treading on my hair, not laying down a noisome log in his tray and then jumping directly on my nipple to wake me up to enjoy the smell.
When you're sleepy, it's snowy outside and you know you have another eight hours before you get up, there's nothing that beats a loving cat stretching himself along the length of our torso.
Oh, except sharing a double bed with said cat, so there is room for you both to move apart when you get too hot. I had to have the window open last night at -3. I have the lightest duvet ever but I'm still such a heat-emitter at night, it's too much even for Diz some times.
Still. He is more dog than cat, and thinks I'm awesome.
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