Barb’s Burblings

Most nights after I climb into bed, Colin jumps up so we can play an exciting game of Pounce on the Hand Moving Around Under the Covers. Generally, Pem follows at some point, then just watches as Colin frantically runs around the bed, trying to get my hand, which is sneakily hiding under the covers. At some point, he gets tired and plops down between my calves and goes to sleep. Pem generally winds up near my head.

(Which led me the other night to start wondering if that’s where the term “catty corner” or “cat a corner” or whatever the heck that expression is comes from, because they frequently wind up diagonally across from each other on the bed. I’d look it up, but I’m lazy.)

Last night, though, during the exciting hand-pouncing game, Pem decided to take the coveted spot by my legs. A bold move on her part. And the thing is, Colin totally didn’t fight her for it! Once he finished playing, he went over to my legs, found Pem there, and retreated to the other side of the bed.

I was convinced that there was a profound shift in the balance of power between the cats. This lasted about 5 minutes, until Pem got up and ceded the spot back to Colin.