Last night, after one of the Guardians got all warm and comfy on the couch, The Brothers and I decided to join her. I snuggled in next to her leg and Brother Oliver snuggled up to Me. Brother Henry sat on her lap. About 45 minutes had passed, and we were all approaching maximum toastiosity, when suddenly the Guardian started to try to get up! Thinking fast, Brother Henry stretched out his full, 17-pounds of tabby fury along the length of the Guardian’s legs. She wasn’t going anywhere. Snuggle time was saved!
Clearly realizing that resistance was futile, the pinned Guardian asked the other Guardian to go get her whatever it was she needed to get up for. Brother Henry wasn’t taking any chances though. Even though the Guardian was no longer struggling, he stayed right where he was.
I think Brother Henry deserves some kind of medal or something. Had it not been for his quick thinking and valiant actions, we would all have had to endure an evening that was considerably less toasty and snuggly. Plus, the Guardian would have gotten the idea that it is OK for her to get up whenever she wanted, with no regard whatsoever for the toasty level of us kitties! The horror of that thought makes Me shudder, and I am so glad Brother Henry was there to show the Guardian the error of her ways.
So Sayeth Otis