A Purrito Burrito Baby

All cats search out a warm place in which to rest if the opportunity arises and Callie is no different than most cats. This morning when we woke up to a cold, dank, marine layer slowly rolling onto shore, I found her curled up in a compact little ball right next to our dinette set. She looked absolutely miserable but was determined to ignore the discomfort just as long as she could be close to us. When I saw how cold she was, I rolled her up into a tight burrito by wrapping her snug and cozy in a blanket with just her head sticking out. It did the trick for a little while; that is until she noticed that Michael was napping on the couch directly in front of her. With cat-like ease and with zero concern whatsoever of being rejected, she quickly sprung into action and jumped down without further ado, or an open invitation for that matter, and made a beeline for his inert body. After circling several times directly on his chest to find just the right spot, Callie plonked herself down with a grateful sigh, and with her bottom and tail twitching spasmodically, she cuddled herself up directly under his nose. He hardly noticed her though and opened his eyes up only briefly before falling right back to sleep again. A warm chest to rest on is far better than being a roasty, toasty, purrito, burrito, baby. Score one for Callie, she sure knows how to get her way.

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