Chilly nights
Jellicoe and Herschel like to snuggle up with Roxy, particularly if the temperature is dropping at bedtime.
Roxy is like a large hot water bottle, except that she retains her heat. She jumps up onto the bed and quickly settles down next to me. Very soon she is joined by Jellicoe, who squeezes in between us. He carefully grooms her head, before relaxing into a limp, almost boneless, bundle of warmth.
Herschel lies at the other side of Roxy, purring until he lapses into loudly snoring sleep. Thus, they spend the chilly nights, wrapped in each other’s body warmth. At some point the cats will each depart the bed to prowl and yowl throughout the house, leaving Roxy to stretch and sleep on.
Gilbert, meanwhile, sleeps in the wardrobe, in his own little den.
