Can't sleep

I couldn't sleep so I thought I'd show you guys why.

This is my half bob cat Tigger. He turned nine this year. He's at the grumpy stage in his life where if something doesn't go his way you get clawed the hell up. When I finally get comfortable and am just about to fall asleep, bam. Here comes Tigger and my face is his pillow, and I don't dare try to move him. I've had my share of claw marks. I'm a cat person if you haven't guessed by now. Sure, for about a year they love to play with you. Some even have that kitten stage longer, but eventually they get old like Tigger here. Now he is by no means crippled. He'll run off anything that dares to step foot in our yard. But you start to miss the days when they needed your affection constantly. And they were always cuddled up against you, or following you around. But the best thing to me about cats is that even in their old age, they have those rare moments when you can look in their eyes and see the kitten in them again as they snuggle up under your neck and start to purr. Those moments make me tear up. Because cat owners know that full grown cats are completely in dependant. So when those rare kitten like moments do come around, cherish them. Your beloved feline friend won't be around forever.