I think the saying goes “politics makes strange bedfellows”, and while there are no politics involved here, this is definitely a case of strange bedfellows. Nova seems to think that he is an equal-opportunity napper and takes every chance to curl up with whoever is available. I usually take my naps with Barny or Jazz. They are my favorites to snuggle up with. But, recently it seems I wake up to find myself cuddled up with Nova.
Now that Nova has been living here for a while, I’ve gotten used to him, but back when he first came in the house, I couldn’t stand him! I would walk from room to room and cry and carry on, and if he dared to walk past me, I would scream like a banshee!
Nope, no politics here, but maybe the saying should be “housecats make strange bedfellows”!
Boomer
