I couldn’t sleep all night last night – I’d had two (two!) very treacherous sips of espresso (damn you and your attractively packaged little coffee things, Nespresso!) and that had resulted in a horribly sleepless night. Amidst my tossing and turning in fretful fitfulness I realized I was disturbing my sleeping hubba a lot more than was polite, so I took myself out to the living room to attempt sleep on our very comfortable couch with its very comfortable cushions. Alas though it did not work, within minutes my curious cat, quite taken with the novelty of having me come out to join her in the living room, stretched herself out from within her basket and padded over to the couch. She nosed my hand and rubbed her head thoroughly in my palm (a cat’s way of ensuring she gets petted – you don’t have to move, she will).

And then she sighed, and plopped herself down on the rug beside my head, and napped beside me while I struggled with wakefulness.

I loves me kitty.

[3 bends in the road]