We have one furbaby, Scratch the Cat. She was a stray that DH collected many years ago - so we can only guess that she's now about 12 years old. But she plays like a kitten and makes us laugh. She also sleeps on top of me during winter - never on top of DH. If we swap sides of the bed, she still manages to work out where I am and sleeps on me. Sometimes she perches on top of my hip or my knee, and moves with the doona when I roll over.
Her favourite game at the moment is to chase DH's phone cord around the room whilst DH or I drag it along the floor. She goes berserk.
Whilst Scratch is most definitely DH's cat, she is such good company to me, particularly when DH is away. We've only just got our first BFP, but I feel like we'll be welcoming the fourth member of the family, not the third. Scratch, after all, runs the household, and she knows it.
Scratch has Kidney Disease, so has to have a tablet every night with dinner. She hates it so much, but she puts up with it, almost as if she knows deep down that we're doing it because we love her. I dread the day that her kidneys finally give out and she starts to suffer.
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