The scene:
It's night and we are both asleep.
I
am awakened by the sounds of gentle snores. I reach over to the right side of
the bed to nudge Kent so he’ll shift his position and stop snoring.
I touch fur where I expect to touch his shoulder. I wake up
just a bit more. I realize I've touched a cat. In fact, it’s the cat who’s snoring. Specifically, it's this cat:
Last night she slept up between our heads with her body aligned like ours. I think I touched her rump, but she never stirred. She turns 12 this month—possibly 13, she was between one and
two years old when I got her. I guess she’s entitled to her snoring.
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Our 14-year-old cat snores, but usually at our feet.
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