Thunder decided that the plan was to cuddle up and watch DVDs and read. When I left the room, he came out to get me and bring me back.
He is very insistent. He tells me what I want by crying. I go to see what the problem is--and he takes off trotting as fast as his paws can carry him--back to the room with Red Blanket.
Who can resist? I certainly can't. I finally gave up and spent the rest of the evening in there with him.
I draw the line on sleeping in there, tonight. We are sleeping in a bed--that is all there is to it. Silly little cat.
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