Well the day the world was supposed to end passed and we're still here!
Mom was worried Hell-o Kitty had frozen over the other morning though.
She rolled over on her back in bed to stretch. I was cold, and her tummy looked warm.
So I decided - why not? If the world is ending then at least I'll be toasty. I squeaked my intentions and hunkered down on her for a nap. I was careful to stay just out of reach of those fur-hungry mitts of hers.
Of course she had to ruin it. After an hour long nap with my paw on her bladder she had to get up to do her business. I was a little miffed at the disruption, and I refused to return.
I may try it again - as long as the cold weather holds out. Hey it's the holidays - might as well make her happy so I win some extra points with Sandy Claws.