Ducky Love

Nov 6, 2009 | Filed in Family | 4 Comments


Purr Purr sleeping on my chest

I have a new routine for relaxing at the end of the day. I like to keep it really cold in my bedroom and then bury myself under big, fluffy blankets. This attracts one of my cats, Purr Purr, because everyone knows cats can’t resist big, fluffy blankets.

Purr Purr sits on my chest with her paws curled underneath her like a little duck. I call her “Ducky.”

While she takes a ducky nap, I read a book. But I must admit, it isn’t long before I drift off to a ducky nap myself. Something about a purring cat sleeping on your chest is so peaceful.

That’s the story of ducky love.

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