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My boys (cats) have to sleep with us, or at least have the door open if they decide to sleep with us. One of them is an angel...he gets right into against my belly, and the other one will usually mill around and scratch the underside of the mattress because he wants us up.
On a good night, both boys are sound asleep, one with each me and my husband. There is nothing sweeter than waking up and seeing two kitties stretched across the bed. Especially when I don't feel well!
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