Kitty Kisses

Usually the cats are locked out of the bedroom at night because it is hard
for me to fall asleep with five cats all trying to sleep on me at the same
time while Mia does her starfish impression. Anyway, Mia was away last night
so I thought I would let the cats in because they could sleep on *her* side.
(Hah!! I am SO naive sometimes...) So there I was trying to fall asleep,
with Romeo on my chest, Jetson on my thighs, Juliet on my legs, Chloe on my
feet, and Tiffy on my arm. The cats are all snoring and purring and enjoying
themselves. It always amazes me how easily cats can fall asleep.



As for me, I need to watch TV or read a book to get to sleep. But
unfortunately I can't see the TV because of the black furry body on my chest
and I can't read a book because my arm is pinned down beside me by Tiffy and
I can't reach the book with my other hand. I lay awake, listening to the
purring and snoring. After 45 minutes my body starts to get numb. I decide
that if I want any sleep I will have to lock the cats out. So I try to sit
up and push the cats off me. Romeo whines, gives me a dirty look, and climbs
back on my chest. Tiffy jumps up in shock - who took away the hand? Jetson,
who is the heaviest of the lot, rolls further down my legs and bumps into
Juliet. Juliet hisses at Jetson but doesn't move. Chloe at my feet watches
all the commotion with fascination, and I swear, I thought I saw her
smile... but no, surely it is my imagination.



Eventually I pushed myself up onto my elbows and rolled out of bed, rolling
most cats off the bed with me. (Don't worry, it was a soft landing.) All the
cats scatter. My legs are numb as I stagger out into the kitchen to execute
the trick that they always fall for: feed them and while they are eating I
can sneak back into the bedroom and lock the door behind me. I pour out five
portions of dry cat food into five bowls, make sure they are all eating, and
then I race to the bedroom and secure the door. I climb back into bed.



Ahhh, peace at last. No heaviness on my chest, legs, or arms. I turn the TV
on and find the National Geographic channel. I set the TV timer - half an
hour should be long enough. I watch as archaeologists put forth another
theory about the lost city of Atlantis. I'd like to watch till the end but
eyes won't stay open. The sound of the TV is starting to fade as I float
towards much-needed sleep. Finally, I fall asleep.



But it was only a few minutes later that I was woken by a strange raspy
sensation on my lips. I open my eyes to see Chloe standing on my chest, less
than an inch away from my face, licking my lips with her raspy little
tongue. Aww, how sweet, Chloe was giving me Kitty Kisses. But wait... how on
earth did she beat me back to the bedroom? I *swear* I saw her eating with
the others when I left them in the kitchen. But *somehow* she sneaked into
the bedroom and kept out of sight until I fell asleep.



Now I know for sure that I was not imagining things when I thought I saw
Chloe smile...


--
Flippy in Melbourne, Australia.
My Cats: http://www.flippyscatpage.com

"Flippy" wrote in message
...
Usually the cats are locked out of the bedroom at night because it is hard
for me to fall asleep with five cats all trying to sleep on me at the same
time while Mia does her starfish impression. Anyway, Mia was away last
night so I thought I would let the cats in because they could sleep on
*her* side. (Hah!! I am SO naive sometimes...) So there I was trying to
fall asleep, with Romeo on my chest, Jetson on my thighs, Juliet on my
legs, Chloe on my feet, and Tiffy on my arm. The cats are all snoring and
purring and enjoying themselves. It always amazes me how easily cats can
fall asleep.



As for me, I need to watch TV or read a book to get to sleep. But
unfortunately I can't see the TV because of the black furry body on my
chest and I can't read a book because my arm is pinned down beside me by
Tiffy and I can't reach the book with my other hand. I lay awake,
listening to the purring and snoring. After 45 minutes my body starts to
get numb. I decide that if I want any sleep I will have to lock the cats
out. So I try to sit up and push the cats off me. Romeo whines, gives me a
dirty look, and climbs back on my chest. Tiffy jumps up in shock - who
took away the hand? Jetson, who is the heaviest of the lot, rolls further
down my legs and bumps into Juliet. Juliet hisses at Jetson but doesn't
move. Chloe at my feet watches all the commotion with fascination, and I
swear, I thought I saw her smile... but no, surely it is my imagination.



Eventually I pushed myself up onto my elbows and rolled out of bed,
rolling most cats off the bed with me. (Don't worry, it was a soft
landing.) All the cats scatter. My legs are numb as I stagger out into the
kitchen to execute the trick that they always fall for: feed them and
while they are eating I can sneak back into the bedroom and lock the door
behind me. I pour out five portions of dry cat food into five bowls, make
sure they are all eating, and then I race to the bedroom and secure the
door. I climb back into bed.



Ahhh, peace at last. No heaviness on my chest, legs, or arms. I turn the
TV on and find the National Geographic channel. I set the TV timer - half
an hour should be long enough. I watch as archaeologists put forth another
theory about the lost city of Atlantis. I'd like to watch till the end but
eyes won't stay open. The sound of the TV is starting to fade as I float
towards much-needed sleep. Finally, I fall asleep.



But it was only a few minutes later that I was woken by a strange raspy
sensation on my lips. I open my eyes to see Chloe standing on my chest,
less than an inch away from my face, licking my lips with her raspy little
tongue. Aww, how sweet, Chloe was giving me Kitty Kisses. But wait... how
on earth did she beat me back to the bedroom? I *swear* I saw her eating
with the others when I left them in the kitchen. But *somehow* she sneaked
into the bedroom and kept out of sight until I fell asleep.



Now I know for sure that I was not imagining things when I thought I saw
Chloe smile...


--
Flippy in Melbourne, Australia.
My Cats: http://www.flippyscatpage.com

in article , Flippy at
wrote on 5/28/05 6:39AM:

Usually the cats are locked out of the bedroom at night because it is hard
for me to fall asleep with five cats all trying to sleep on me at the same
time while Mia does her starfish impression. Anyway, Mia was away last night
so I thought I would let the cats in because they could sleep on *her* side.
(Hah!! I am SO naive sometimes...) So there I was trying to fall asleep,
with Romeo on my chest, Jetson on my thighs, Juliet on my legs, Chloe on my
feet, and Tiffy on my arm. The cats are all snoring and purring and enjoying
themselves. It always amazes me how easily cats can fall asleep.



As for me, I need to watch TV or read a book to get to sleep. But
unfortunately I can't see the TV because of the black furry body on my chest
and I can't read a book because my arm is pinned down beside me by Tiffy and
I can't reach the book with my other hand. I lay awake, listening to the
purring and snoring. After 45 minutes my body starts to get numb. I decide
that if I want any sleep I will have to lock the cats out. So I try to sit
up and push the cats off me. Romeo whines, gives me a dirty look, and climbs
back on my chest. Tiffy jumps up in shock - who took away the hand? Jetson,
who is the heaviest of the lot, rolls further down my legs and bumps into
Juliet. Juliet hisses at Jetson but doesn't move. Chloe at my feet watches
all the commotion with fascination, and I swear, I thought I saw her
smile... but no, surely it is my imagination.



Eventually I pushed myself up onto my elbows and rolled out of bed, rolling
most cats off the bed with me. (Don't worry, it was a soft landing.) All the
cats scatter. My legs are numb as I stagger out into the kitchen to execute
the trick that they always fall for: feed them and while they are eating I
can sneak back into the bedroom and lock the door behind me. I pour out five
portions of dry cat food into five bowls, make sure they are all eating, and
then I race to the bedroom and secure the door. I climb back into bed.



Ahhh, peace at last. No heaviness on my chest, legs, or arms. I turn the TV
on and find the National Geographic channel. I set the TV timer - half an
hour should be long enough. I watch as archaeologists put forth another
theory about the lost city of Atlantis. I'd like to watch till the end but
eyes won't stay open. The sound of the TV is starting to fade as I float
towards much-needed sleep. Finally, I fall asleep.



But it was only a few minutes later that I was woken by a strange raspy
sensation on my lips. I open my eyes to see Chloe standing on my chest, less
than an inch away from my face, licking my lips with her raspy little
tongue. Aww, how sweet, Chloe was giving me Kitty Kisses. But wait... how on
earth did she beat me back to the bedroom? I *swear* I saw her eating with
the others when I left them in the kitchen. But *somehow* she sneaked into
the bedroom and kept out of sight until I fell asleep.



Now I know for sure that I was not imagining things when I thought I saw
Chloe smile...

Awwww. She's a smart girl. (You really can eventually get used to being
pinned down after a few months )

Flippy wrote:

Now I know for sure that I was not imagining things when I thought I saw
Chloe smile...

Aww, what a sweet story. Chloe is one smart kitty. ;o)

--
Marina, Frank and Mere. In loving memory of Nikki.
marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi
Pics at http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/frankiennikki/
and http://community.webshots.com/user/frankiennikki

Awww, Flippy, what a cute story! Reading this made me laugh because I use
the same "feed the kitties" trick at times.
Christine
Give everyone scritches for me!
"Flippy" wrote in message
...
Usually the cats are locked out of the bedroom at night because it is hard
for me to fall asleep with five cats all trying to sleep on me at the same
time while Mia does her starfish impression. Anyway, Mia was away last
night
so I thought I would let the cats in because they could sleep on *her*
side.
(Hah!! I am SO naive sometimes...) So there I was trying to fall asleep,
with Romeo on my chest, Jetson on my thighs, Juliet on my legs, Chloe on
my
feet, and Tiffy on my arm. The cats are all snoring and purring and
enjoying
themselves. It always amazes me how easily cats can fall asleep.



As for me, I need to watch TV or read a book to get to sleep. But
unfortunately I can't see the TV because of the black furry body on my
chest
and I can't read a book because my arm is pinned down beside me by Tiffy
and
I can't reach the book with my other hand. I lay awake, listening to the
purring and snoring. After 45 minutes my body starts to get numb. I decide
that if I want any sleep I will have to lock the cats out. So I try to sit
up and push the cats off me. Romeo whines, gives me a dirty look, and
climbs
back on my chest. Tiffy jumps up in shock - who took away the hand?
Jetson,
who is the heaviest of the lot, rolls further down my legs and bumps into
Juliet. Juliet hisses at Jetson but doesn't move. Chloe at my feet watches
all the commotion with fascination, and I swear, I thought I saw her
smile... but no, surely it is my imagination.



Eventually I pushed myself up onto my elbows and rolled out of bed,
rolling
most cats off the bed with me. (Don't worry, it was a soft landing.) All
the
cats scatter. My legs are numb as I stagger out into the kitchen to
execute
the trick that they always fall for: feed them and while they are eating I
can sneak back into the bedroom and lock the door behind me. I pour out
five
portions of dry cat food into five bowls, make sure they are all eating,
and
then I race to the bedroom and secure the door. I climb back into bed.



Ahhh, peace at last. No heaviness on my chest, legs, or arms. I turn the
TV
on and find the National Geographic channel. I set the TV timer - half an
hour should be long enough. I watch as archaeologists put forth another
theory about the lost city of Atlantis. I'd like to watch till the end but
eyes won't stay open. The sound of the TV is starting to fade as I float
towards much-needed sleep. Finally, I fall asleep.



But it was only a few minutes later that I was woken by a strange raspy
sensation on my lips. I open my eyes to see Chloe standing on my chest,
less
than an inch away from my face, licking my lips with her raspy little
tongue. Aww, how sweet, Chloe was giving me Kitty Kisses. But wait... how
on
earth did she beat me back to the bedroom? I *swear* I saw her eating with
the others when I left them in the kitchen. But *somehow* she sneaked into
the bedroom and kept out of sight until I fell asleep.



Now I know for sure that I was not imagining things when I thought I saw
Chloe smile...


--
Flippy in Melbourne, Australia.
My Cats: http://www.flippyscatpage.com

Heh, sneaky little bugger, eh? You must make a really nice bed
Jazz & his mama

--

Irulan
from the stars we come
to the stars we return
from now until the end of time
"Denise Clere" wrote in message
...

"Flippy" wrote in message
...
Usually the cats are locked out of the bedroom at night because it is
hard for me to fall asleep with five cats all trying to sleep on me at
the same time while Mia does her starfish impression. Anyway, Mia was
away last night so I thought I would let the cats in because they could
sleep on *her* side. (Hah!! I am SO naive sometimes...) So there I was
trying to fall asleep, with Romeo on my chest, Jetson on my thighs,
Juliet on my legs, Chloe on my feet, and Tiffy on my arm. The cats are
all snoring and purring and enjoying themselves. It always amazes me how
easily cats can fall asleep.



As for me, I need to watch TV or read a book to get to sleep. But
unfortunately I can't see the TV because of the black furry body on my
chest and I can't read a book because my arm is pinned down beside me by
Tiffy and I can't reach the book with my other hand. I lay awake,
listening to the purring and snoring. After 45 minutes my body starts to
get numb. I decide that if I want any sleep I will have to lock the cats
out. So I try to sit up and push the cats off me. Romeo whines, gives me
a dirty look, and climbs back on my chest. Tiffy jumps up in shock - who
took away the hand? Jetson, who is the heaviest of the lot, rolls further
down my legs and bumps into Juliet. Juliet hisses at Jetson but doesn't
move. Chloe at my feet watches all the commotion with fascination, and I
swear, I thought I saw her smile... but no, surely it is my imagination.



Eventually I pushed myself up onto my elbows and rolled out of bed,
rolling most cats off the bed with me. (Don't worry, it was a soft
landing.) All the cats scatter. My legs are numb as I stagger out into
the kitchen to execute the trick that they always fall for: feed them and
while they are eating I can sneak back into the bedroom and lock the door
behind me. I pour out five portions of dry cat food into five bowls, make
sure they are all eating, and then I race to the bedroom and secure the
door. I climb back into bed.



Ahhh, peace at last. No heaviness on my chest, legs, or arms. I turn the
TV on and find the National Geographic channel. I set the TV timer - half
an hour should be long enough. I watch as archaeologists put forth
another theory about the lost city of Atlantis. I'd like to watch till
the end but eyes won't stay open. The sound of the TV is starting to fade
as I float towards much-needed sleep. Finally, I fall asleep.



But it was only a few minutes later that I was woken by a strange raspy
sensation on my lips. I open my eyes to see Chloe standing on my chest,
less than an inch away from my face, licking my lips with her raspy
little tongue. Aww, how sweet, Chloe was giving me Kitty Kisses. But
wait... how on earth did she beat me back to the bedroom? I *swear* I saw
her eating with the others when I left them in the kitchen. But *somehow*
she sneaked into the bedroom and kept out of sight until I fell asleep.



Now I know for sure that I was not imagining things when I thought I saw
Chloe smile...


--
Flippy in Melbourne, Australia.
My Cats: http://www.flippyscatpage.com

Me too. Before I go to bed, I carry Rusty to his room and leave a bit
of snack on his plate before closingthe door to his room. I like to leave
the door to my bedroom opened. One time I didn't close the door
to Rusty's room properly and was startled when a lump of fur landed
on me at 3 am! Good thing I didn't scream and wake the neigbhours.
In the morning Rusty is always waiting by his door for me to let him
out. Then he rushes to his scratching pad for a good stretch and scratch
before waiting patiently by the kitchen for his breakfast.
This has been our routine for years.

Winnie

"Christine Burel" wrote in message
...
Awww, Flippy, what a cute story! Reading this made me laugh because I use
the same "feed the kitties" trick at times.
Christine
Give everyone scritches for me!
"Flippy" wrote in message
...
Usually the cats are locked out of the bedroom at night because it is
hard
for me to fall asleep with five cats all trying to sleep on me at the
same
time while Mia does her starfish impression. Anyway, Mia was away last
night
so I thought I would let the cats in because they could sleep on *her*
side.
(Hah!! I am SO naive sometimes...) So there I was trying to fall asleep,
with Romeo on my chest, Jetson on my thighs, Juliet on my legs, Chloe on
my
feet, and Tiffy on my arm. The cats are all snoring and purring and
enjoying
themselves. It always amazes me how easily cats can fall asleep.



As for me, I need to watch TV or read a book to get to sleep. But
unfortunately I can't see the TV because of the black furry body on my
chest
and I can't read a book because my arm is pinned down beside me by Tiffy
and
I can't reach the book with my other hand. I lay awake, listening to the
purring and snoring. After 45 minutes my body starts to get numb. I
decide
that if I want any sleep I will have to lock the cats out. So I try to
sit
up and push the cats off me. Romeo whines, gives me a dirty look, and
climbs
back on my chest. Tiffy jumps up in shock - who took away the hand?
Jetson,
who is the heaviest of the lot, rolls further down my legs and bumps into
Juliet. Juliet hisses at Jetson but doesn't move. Chloe at my feet
watches
all the commotion with fascination, and I swear, I thought I saw her
smile... but no, surely it is my imagination.



Eventually I pushed myself up onto my elbows and rolled out of bed,
rolling
most cats off the bed with me. (Don't worry, it was a soft landing.) All
the
cats scatter. My legs are numb as I stagger out into the kitchen to
execute
the trick that they always fall for: feed them and while they are eating
I
can sneak back into the bedroom and lock the door behind me. I pour out
five
portions of dry cat food into five bowls, make sure they are all eating,
and
then I race to the bedroom and secure the door. I climb back into bed.



Ahhh, peace at last. No heaviness on my chest, legs, or arms. I turn the
TV
on and find the National Geographic channel. I set the TV timer - half an
hour should be long enough. I watch as archaeologists put forth another
theory about the lost city of Atlantis. I'd like to watch till the end
but
eyes won't stay open. The sound of the TV is starting to fade as I float
towards much-needed sleep. Finally, I fall asleep.



But it was only a few minutes later that I was woken by a strange raspy
sensation on my lips. I open my eyes to see Chloe standing on my chest,
less
than an inch away from my face, licking my lips with her raspy little
tongue. Aww, how sweet, Chloe was giving me Kitty Kisses. But wait... how
on
earth did she beat me back to the bedroom? I *swear* I saw her eating
with
the others when I left them in the kitchen. But *somehow* she sneaked
into
the bedroom and kept out of sight until I fell asleep.



Now I know for sure that I was not imagining things when I thought I saw
Chloe smile...


--
Flippy in Melbourne, Australia.
My Cats: http://www.flippyscatpage.com

"Flippy" wrote in message
...
Usually the cats are locked out of the bedroom at night because it is hard
for me to fall asleep with five cats all trying to sleep on me at the same
time while Mia does her starfish impression. Anyway, Mia was away last
night
so I thought I would let the cats in because they could sleep on *her*
side.
(Hah!! I am SO naive sometimes...) So there I was trying to fall asleep,
with Romeo on my chest, Jetson on my thighs, Juliet on my legs, Chloe on
my
feet, and Tiffy on my arm. The cats are all snoring and purring and
enjoying
themselves. It always amazes me how easily cats can fall asleep.



As for me, I need to watch TV or read a book to get to sleep. But
unfortunately I can't see the TV because of the black furry body on my
chest
and I can't read a book because my arm is pinned down beside me by Tiffy
and
I can't reach the book with my other hand. I lay awake, listening to the
purring and snoring. After 45 minutes my body starts to get numb. I decide
that if I want any sleep I will have to lock the cats out. So I try to sit
up and push the cats off me. Romeo whines, gives me a dirty look, and
climbs
back on my chest. Tiffy jumps up in shock - who took away the hand?
Jetson,
who is the heaviest of the lot, rolls further down my legs and bumps into
Juliet. Juliet hisses at Jetson but doesn't move. Chloe at my feet watches
all the commotion with fascination, and I swear, I thought I saw her
smile... but no, surely it is my imagination.



Eventually I pushed myself up onto my elbows and rolled out of bed,
rolling
most cats off the bed with me. (Don't worry, it was a soft landing.) All
the
cats scatter. My legs are numb as I stagger out into the kitchen to
execute
the trick that they always fall for: feed them and while they are eating I
can sneak back into the bedroom and lock the door behind me. I pour out
five
portions of dry cat food into five bowls, make sure they are all eating,
and
then I race to the bedroom and secure the door. I climb back into bed.



Ahhh, peace at last. No heaviness on my chest, legs, or arms. I turn the
TV
on and find the National Geographic channel. I set the TV timer - half an
hour should be long enough. I watch as archaeologists put forth another
theory about the lost city of Atlantis. I'd like to watch till the end but
eyes won't stay open. The sound of the TV is starting to fade as I float
towards much-needed sleep. Finally, I fall asleep.



But it was only a few minutes later that I was woken by a strange raspy
sensation on my lips. I open my eyes to see Chloe standing on my chest,
less
than an inch away from my face, licking my lips with her raspy little
tongue. Aww, how sweet, Chloe was giving me Kitty Kisses. But wait... how
on
earth did she beat me back to the bedroom? I *swear* I saw her eating with
the others when I left them in the kitchen. But *somehow* she sneaked into
the bedroom and kept out of sight until I fell asleep.



Now I know for sure that I was not imagining things when I thought I saw
Chloe smile...



I love this post! How lucky are you to have all those handsome
creatures vying to sleep with you!

"Flippy" wrote in message
...
Usually the cats are locked out of the bedroom at night because it is hard
for me to fall asleep with five cats all trying to sleep on me at the same
time while Mia does her starfish impression. Anyway, Mia was away last
night so I thought I would let the cats in because they could sleep on
*her* side. (Hah!! I am SO naive sometimes...) So there I was trying to
fall asleep, with Romeo on my chest, Jetson on my thighs, Juliet on my
legs, Chloe on my feet, and Tiffy on my arm. The cats are all snoring and
purring and enjoying themselves. It always amazes me how easily cats can
fall asleep.

As for me, I need to watch TV or read a book to get to sleep. But
unfortunately I can't see the TV because of the black furry body on my
chest and I can't read a book because my arm is pinned down beside me by
Tiffy and I can't reach the book with my other hand. I lay awake,
listening to the purring and snoring. After 45 minutes my body starts to
get numb. I decide that if I want any sleep I will have to lock the cats
out. So I try to sit up and push the cats off me. Romeo whines, gives me a
dirty look, and climbs back on my chest. Tiffy jumps up in shock - who
took away the hand? Jetson, who is the heaviest of the lot, rolls further
down my legs and bumps into Juliet. Juliet hisses at Jetson but doesn't
move. Chloe at my feet watches all the commotion with fascination, and I
swear, I thought I saw her smile... but no, surely it is my imagination.

Eventually I pushed myself up onto my elbows and rolled out of bed,
rolling most cats off the bed with me. (Don't worry, it was a soft
landing.) All the cats scatter. My legs are numb as I stagger out into the
kitchen to execute the trick that they always fall for: feed them and
while they are eating I can sneak back into the bedroom and lock the door
behind me. I pour out five portions of dry cat food into five bowls, make
sure they are all eating, and then I race to the bedroom and secure the
door. I climb back into bed.

Ahhh, peace at last. No heaviness on my chest, legs, or arms. I turn the
TV on and find the National Geographic channel. I set the TV timer - half
an hour should be long enough. I watch as archaeologists put forth another
theory about the lost city of Atlantis. I'd like to watch till the end but
eyes won't stay open. The sound of the TV is starting to fade as I float
towards much-needed sleep. Finally, I fall asleep.

But it was only a few minutes later that I was woken by a strange raspy
sensation on my lips. I open my eyes to see Chloe standing on my chest,
less than an inch away from my face, licking my lips with her raspy little
tongue. Aww, how sweet, Chloe was giving me Kitty Kisses. But wait... how
on earth did she beat me back to the bedroom? I *swear* I saw her eating
with the others when I left them in the kitchen. But *somehow* she sneaked
into the bedroom and kept out of sight until I fell asleep.

Now I know for sure that I was not imagining things when I thought I saw
Chloe smile...

Ah, the inscrutable smile of somone who knows they can walk through walls!

You need a kitten to attack the bedmice, 5 cats snoring and sleeping are
just being lazy :-)

Lovely story, Flippy, an dI hope you got *some* sleep!

Yowie

Flippy wrote:

--------------------snip---------------------
I open my eyes to see Chloe standing on my chest, less
than an inch away from my face, licking my lips with her raspy little
tongue. Aww, how sweet, Chloe was giving me Kitty Kisses. But wait... how on
earth did she beat me back to the bedroom? I *swear* I saw her eating with
the others when I left them in the kitchen. But *somehow* she sneaked into
the bedroom and kept out of sight until I fell asleep.

Now I know for sure that I was not imagining things when I thought I saw
Chloe smile...

What a sweet story! Chloe certainly had your number.

--
Regards and Purrs,
O J