Many years ago, we still had Snoopy, the first cat we got after we got married. He was an odd cat, but we really loved him. He moved with us from Texas to Pennsylvania, from PA to TX, from TX to MA, and from MA to AR to TX. Confused?
Along we the way, we stayed for a couple of weeks with my mother in Arkansas. She just had a one-bedroom apartment, so we slept on a foam mattress in the living room, which we could roll up during the day.
We came home one afternoon, and we could NOT find that cat. We searched the apartment. We searched the outdoors. We thought we'd lost the cat.
Until, that is, we got ready to eat supper. Here came Snoopy, crawling out of that rolled-up bedroll. He had gone in from one end, settled down, and slept all day in quiet bliss. Of course, we would have found him when we went to bed, but we were all pretty upset about losing him; who knows how late that might have been?
Along we the way, we stayed for a couple of weeks with my mother in Arkansas. She just had a one-bedroom apartment, so we slept on a foam mattress in the living room, which we could roll up during the day.
We came home one afternoon, and we could NOT find that cat. We searched the apartment. We searched the outdoors. We thought we'd lost the cat.
Until, that is, we got ready to eat supper. Here came Snoopy, crawling out of that rolled-up bedroll. He had gone in from one end, settled down, and slept all day in quiet bliss. Of course, we would have found him when we went to bed, but we were all pretty upset about losing him; who knows how late that might have been?