Monday, 30 September 2013

Cat nap

There is something special about clean linen, fresh from the line, smelling of sky and new mown grass. Crease free and cool to the touch, I smooth, tuck and straighten; controlling and confining billowing duvets and over plumped pillows into the perfect symmetry of a well made bed.
 Cats wind around my ankles watching, waiting to claim those first  squatters rights to stretch out and doze the day away, safe in the knowledge I am too soft hearted to banish them when bedtime comes; choosing instead to wrestle my square footage of duvet from beneath their soft, supine forms......subconsciously matching my breathing to the low vibration of a contented purr as I curl into vacant spaces and slide slowly into sleep.

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