I can always tell what season it is by looking at where Lucky & Phoebe choose to sleep. This is Abby’s old striped bed with the lambswool pillow. I’d put it under the back stairs during the summer thinking that the girls might like to sleep on it there as it was Abby’s favourite spot. Neither of them went near it all summer. On the last hot day, just before Easter, I washed the cover & brought the bed inside next to Phoebe’s scratching pole & she walked straight in, turned around three times & flopped down on it. She’s hardly moved since – during the day, at least.
Lucky has only one favourite sleeping spot, apart from my lap, & that’s under her blanket on the couch. Or so I thought!
I bought this lovely undyed Shetland wool blanket from here & put it on my bed. The girls both investigated this new object in their own way. Phoebe jumped straight up & fell asleep almost immediately.
Lucky poked & prodded, checking for monsters that might be lurking underneath this new, strangely smelling object. Once she had declared it safe, she also decided that nowhere could be cosier on chilly evenings. So, every night for the last week, this is what I’ve discovered when I’ve gone to bed (even though when I started my bedtime routine – brush teeth, get glass of water – Lucky was asleep on my chair having reluctantly moved from my lap). Doesn’t leave much room for my legs… but then, whose comfort is more important?