I woke up this morning unable to move my head...

I thought at first it was something serious. My hair was held down by Khuay, his head was nestled on my neck and he was trying so hard to purr pretty! As many of the MyLoter's know, Khuay is a real character and the loving side of his personality is something new. Just follow the cats discussions and you will hear about Khuay's antics on a regular basis. He's Flame Point Siamese and a cat like I've never had before.

I keep losing Khuay, the clown. I keep tabs on all the cats so that they don't get locked in a closet or a room...Willy really loves the closet so I really keep tabs on him. I was frantic the other day, trying to find Khuay he'd been gone for hours and he wasn't in his usual spot under my water bed. I searched high and low, heart beating heavy in my chest. My cats aren't allowed outside and that is always the first thing that goes through my mind. As I'm headed towards full fledged panic I went into my work room and leaned against the 32 gallon garbage can, (I bought a clean one to use to hold the cut out teddy bears waiting to be sewn)and I happened to look down. There was Khuay, curled up in a tight little ball sound asleep! It's now one of his new favorite places to sleep. I go there first when I can't find him, and he is usually there snoozing away. In the morning it is our custom to spend about half an hour snuggling. I have Khuay on my lap and Willy is stretched out against my left thigh. It makes posting on the Lot interesting as Khuay usually lays across both my arms which makes typing very difficult. If I move him he usually goes onto the footstool. It rocks and he loves to have someone rock him on it. He gets very upset if I have something on his stool.

I'm doing better today, but I am still venting. Khuay is currently on my lap while I am doing my posting...with his head on my wrist and purring like a motor boat. Our furry friends are the best medicine as they are non judgmental, they aren't worried about material possessions, and they love unconditionally- and they won't complain if you've been eating garlic! My furry herd knows that my abdomen is off limits due to the pain I have in the area. So they settle around my body or on my lap when I'm sitting. It's so wonderful to have their love and understanding. Hug your pup for us.

Poor Khuay, he made such a horrible noise that I thought he was in physical distress...then I found out that he was purring out loud. I had to work hard not to laugh at him and hurt his feelings. He is such a quiet cat, he doesn't meow much (he limits himself to a maximum of 5 meows a day) and he purrs so quietly that you have to feel either under his chin or under his arm to see if he's actually purring. What is really funny is that I have Khuay's brother, Willy, and he will screw up his face like he just sucked a lemon before he meows. It's so funny to watch! If it's really important his face is screwed up like a prune, then he lets the meow rip. It's good and loud too! What a pair of opposites! Willy actually snores! I don't need to get married as Willy snores and steals the blankets just like a husband!