When Millie Drools


Pauline Created This in Canva - The Cats all Posed Nicely

Millie, her sister Molly, and Stanley, their younger brother, are the cats in our family. They all have their own personalities. Stanley is independent and likes my husband best of all. The other night, Dennis was walking down the hallway toward our bedroom. It had gotten dark early, which happens in late November. Stanley pranced along ahead of him, turning occasionally to talk to him. Just telling him all about it. Sometimes, I think it might be a commentary on his day and how he sat outside on the patio in the sunshine, watching the world go by. Or, how he warned us about the dreaded Amazon guy coming up onto our porch, or the dreaded trash truck rumbling by.

Molly and Millie are about six months older than Stanley. Mama Cat must have gotten a date night in there when we weren’t paying attention. Stanley was the only cat in the litter. She had him inside the house, and we searched high and low for other littermates, but never found any. It was just this precious little cat we named Stanley.

Molly likes a cat hammock we got somewhere along the way. It sits outside and is piled high with a cushion and a lush blanket.

Millie goes outside, too, though I have yet to see where she likes to lie down. There are lots of places on that small patio that they can use. There is an old, overstuffed recliner in the corner. It’s a La-Z-Boy that broke once upon a time. We’d gotten it as far as the patio on its way to the dump, but then we saw the cats enjoying it and decided to keep it. Yes, it gets rained on when the weather is like that, but they all love it. I suppose someday we will be throwing it out, but until then, it belongs to the cats. There is an ottoman with a couple of rugs on top and a cushioned cat bed underneath. It’s sort of like a cat bunk bed. There is a plastic storage container under the long table that is out there that Stanley has claimed as his spot. It sports a lovely soft blanket.

Over the years, I have acquired a lot of blankets from Goodwill. For the most part, these are crib blankets. Babies, I have to tell you these are the best blankets for my cats.

They all purr when they are happy. Stanley has a quiet purr. You almost can’t hear it. Molly has a louder purr as does her sister Millie. You can really tell Millie is happy when she drools. It’s a good thing my Kindle is waterproof.

Right now, at 1:45 pm, they are all on my side of the bed sleeping. Hey, cats take naps, right? Millie has a special place to sleep at night. She comes up and starts kneading on my pillow. I can tell it won’t be any more than 15 seconds before she starts drooling. Sometimes, she gets me in the face, but I have learned to have her keep her distance until she settles down. She backs up like a Mac truck into the crook of my arm. Unfortunately, her butt is usually in my face, so there’s always a bit of rearranging that goes on.

She doesn’t stay long. Sometimes, I am still awake when she leaves, other times she leaves after I’ve gone to sleep. This morning, though, she came to be with me as I was waking up.

You know it is absolutely thrilling to be told you are loved. It’s what my cats do for us.

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