Last night in bed I saw the most beautiful image.
Charlie Cat and the Muggle.
Charlie Cat sleeps on my muggle’s pillows. Or on his chest. Or on his back, or crook of the arm, or at his feet, or any side he can get comfortable on.
Charlie Cat has complete trust where the muggle is concerned.
I’m the one that feeds him.
This is very much a hypnotic sleep. We’re not sure how he feels comfortable held like this, but he does. Within moments, he’s asleep.
Only with the Muggle.
And he’ll only sleep on me when I’m about to get up for work for to go to the toilet.
He’s definitely my Muggle’s Boy.