Saturday night Chris whinned and cryed and scratched at the bedroom door until finally I opened the door and let him in. He was surprisingly good. He did bother me a little but it was not untill almost 6 a.m. before he became unbearable and by then the goal of lasting an entire night in the bedroom had been accomplished.

The above photo is from 2019 but I think it illustrates how difficult Chris can be. The next photo is poor quality but it too shows what a pain Chris can be, literally.

I do not know if Chris sleeping with us will become a habit but I hope he can learn to behave himself.
There’s “close” and then there’s “CLOSE” and Chris likes to be SUPER CLOSE. LOL He’s definitely a people cat and I think there’s not much we can actually do about things like that except be brave. LOL
Hugs, Pam
So true. Even though he can be annoying, I will miss it when he is gone.
he must be the feline twin of Phoenix… ;O)
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It has taken Rumpy years to be able to be a some what acceptable bed partner. He likes swatting my face and on any given day is a real pain. That Chris sure likes to bitey MOL
I wonder if Rumpy and Chris are related. π
Great! But if Chris learns to behave, you will have to change the title of your blog!
Maybe Bad Cat Frankie.
You need to sleep with the blankets over your head. π
He will literally go out of his way to find a way to stick his paw underneath the blanket.
Ouch ! The bitey ! That’s love, right ? Purrs
I hope so.
doood….we noe dadz thinkin……. thiz izn’t funnee…but we iz CRACKIN UP !!!!!!! π β₯β₯
we iz havin a hard time pickin a fave foto heer π
It is kinda funny, even to me.
Aww! I hope it works out
Thanks.
Oh my, that would challenging!
He is a handful. π
Hopefully he’ll settle down and let you get some sleep.
Hopefully he will eventually learn.
Angel Allie was known for trying to bite Mom’s nose! Mom says that really HURTS! We hope things work out so you can all be happy.
Thank you.
That really is good Chris, let’s home more practice makes purrfect!
I hope so.
My human considers herself lucky that she has never had to deal with this! We’ve all been very well behaved bed partners. Well, Binga had her moments, but she was mostly good.
I have had many cats and Chris is the only one that behaves this badly at night.
Hahahaha! Have they starting doing weighted scarves, in the same way that they do weighted blankets?
Great idea. Maybe I can make heavy, stuffed cats for people who want to have trouble breathing at night.
He bites your nose? Oh, my… BAD kitty. And, sitting on your head. He is SO attached to you. Goodness. I know it is aggravating but, it is funny, too…in a way.
It is funny. Chris is a pain but I wouldn’t trade him for anything.
I know the feeling. My Pooh bloodied the hell out of me with his spine problems. Many times, he’d go full Tasmanian Devil on me in my lap. He couldn’t help it. As a Manx, that spine of his would shift on him and cause terrible pain. He’d chase the pain in a whirlwind until he was dizzy. If I was lucky, I could grab him from my lap before the spinning started. I have so many scars. He was a wonderful, loving, good natured thing with human qualities. And, he was pitiful when he hurt. His devil spins happened twice a day without fail. And, he wasn’t even my cat…belonged to a neighbor, three doors down. I lost him to cancer. I held him when they put him to sleep and I have his ashes. Sweet, sweet baby. They are hard to lose. π
That must have hurt to watch that. I mean emotionally hurt.
It was the most bizarre thing. When that catch in his spine shifted, if you weren’t right there, you’d hear this deep throated wail (much like stray cats squaring off outside when they deep moan/growl at each other) and hear the spinning. Then, he’d start grooming, like…”nothing to see here” and he was fine…until the next round. When the catch happened in my lap, the warning would be the wail and his eyes would cross…and I’d have to be fast to grab him. The pain was never for any length of time. It was just a quick, sharp pain that scrambled his brains and the spinning would start. I think he was trying to attack whatever it was that was hurting him and he dizzied himself in the pursuit. The wail was pitiful and that broke my heart but, the episodes were kinda funny to watch. Twice a day, every day for three and a half years…
I feel for him. It is like when I throw my back out and have to move very carefully or bamm.
Oh, we could exchange stories on back pain. Thank goodness for chiropractors.
That reminds me, I have to make an appointment as soon as I get back to Florida.
I hear ya’.