At Least One of Us is Sleeping

Our cat Scout sleeping on the window seat of our house in Portland, Oregon on August 9, 2009. Original: _MG_6209.cr2

We arrived home late at night after a week-long trip to visit family in Mississippi and I knew I wasn’t going to get much sleep. Whenever I return from a long absence, Scout wakes me up throughout the night in 30 to 60 minute intervals to pet her and reassure her.

Even though we had a friend pet sit while we were gone, Scout doesn’t like strangers or disruption in her life and stayed hidden for most of the week. That first night back, however, she let me sleep more than I expected. She made up for it the next couple of nights and by the weekend I was pretty worn out. After she was satisfied that life was back to normal, she returned to her favorite haunts like the window seat and slept a peaceful sleep.

2 comments

    1. Indeed!

      Travel is one of those rare times I wish she wasn’t so tightly bonded to me. Her meow is always a bit hoarse when I come home too, it’s a bit heartbreaking.

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