1 Peter 1:24 (KJV) For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away:
Since I’ve been spending the week with my mom in Derby, I’ve missed The Hubster, my home, my kitties and my own bed. Of course, the bed I sleep in during the week was my own bed for the first 19 years of my life.
When The Hubster and I get in bed every night, our female cat, Mimi, gets in between us. She kneads the covers, noses under them if it’s cold, and proceeds to settle in. After much petting and sweet words, she begins the nightly purring. For a little cat, she has an extra-large purr motor. It lulls me to sleep.
She doesn’t like to share…the bed or us. If another cat dares to jump up, Mimi bullies them off in a big hurry. She wants our undivided love and attention.