Too much love!

Pippin and Fergus. They'll be the death of me yet.

They love me too much, and won't let me sleep at night. They're always rubbing their cold, wet, whiskery noses against my face at 2am. I love that they're so affectionate and sweet, but... I need my sleep!

I don't have a door on my bedroom. I have heavy drapes over the doorway to contain the cool air from the A/C. I like having the cats sleep in bed next to me. Gracie, my 4 year old, snuggles nicely and quietly alongside me most every night, all night. It's comforting, and nice and warm in the winter. Plus, if locked out of the room, I just know they'd yowl and scratch at a door all night.

When Gracie was young, she'd wake me up in the night, but mostly just making noise. I used a squirt bottle on her, until I realized that she liked the squirt bottle and was waking me up TO BE SQUIRTED! Gracie's kinda dumb.

I don't want to punish Pippin and Fergus for being loving and affectionate. They've come a long way from the scared little ferals who'd hiss every time they saw me. And the logistics of squirting them when they're right in my face would be kinda difficult anyway. Maybe I'll rub bitter apple all over my face before bed. I'm sure my husband would love that if he tried to steal a kiss.

Mostly, though, I'm just whining. They'll grow out of it, eventually, right? Right?!

In other kitty news, Gypsy, the six year old former feral and resident psychokitty, licked Pippin on the head today! She growled a little while she did it, but it was licks. Not swats. Not bites. Not hisses. Licks. That's really something, since she won't go near Gracie without smacking her in the head.