Björn took these photos while I was sleeping…
These were actually taken after we rushed Jacoby to the hospital…but never brought him home.
Izaak was sleeping on me exactly the way Jake used to do.
It’s almost like Zak knew what was going to happen before the rest of us did.
Jacoby used to love sleeping underneath the comforters, especially in cold weather.
One afternoon, five days before Jake died, I came upon the sweetest scene ever. Lorelai had joined Jake on the bed, and was cuddling with the part of his that wasn’t under the quilt.
They hadn’t been the closest of cats, and, of course, we didn’t know Jake was going to die within the week. It was so sweet to see them close.
Lorelai is elegant, lithe, and graceful…When’s she’s awake.
Sleeping? Not so much.
And she’s always been that way, actually. The first two photos were taken this week.
But the rest of the photos in this post were taken last July, when Rory had only been living with us a couple of months.
She really folds herself into some interesting positions.
But she seems to sleep deeply, despite her contortions.
Of course, she doesn’t always sleep alone.
Today is also Izaak’s Gotcha Day…last year, on 20 June, I went to Stockholm to collect him. So, sometimes Rory has to share her sleeping quarters with her little big brother.
While he is not quite as…stretchy and bendy…Rory is, he can sleep in some pretty odd positions, too.
Sometimes cats are so funny.
Clearly, Izaak thought that this was the best way to cuddle with Alfred. It doesn’t look either cuddly or comfortable for either party…but neither of them seemed to mind.
They worked out the comfort thing eventually, though.
Lorelai and Zak never have that problem. I guess it’s a size thing.