Today was such a fabulous day in Vienna that I went for a two hour bike ride along the Donauinsel. It was just perfect with no wind – and very few other people around.
Well – it is still very cold and according to the weather thingy in my iPhone it was -°4 while I was cycling – but I was well rugged up.
Anyway – there is this thing with the cats at night.
Now any cat I have ever had has wanted to sleep on top of me but Monika has a real fetish and follows me around waiting for me to sit down and provide a perch. The moment I recline in front of the TV she climbs up and settles on my chest.
It is the same when I am in bed except that her preference there is to sleep on my shoulder when I am lying on my side. She actually perches on my shoulder – with her head next to mine - and can sleep happily like this for hours.
When I roll over she walks over me like lumberjack - log rolling until she gets to the other shoulder. I have never had a cat do this.
So I can cope with that because she eventually gets sick of perching and goes and lies somewhere less precarious.
Sissi’s problem is that she constantly wants to be patted and have her head rubbed – and this is a frequent requirement at night.
But she is not passive about this because when she feels like a pat she comes up to the sleeping human and prods him or her with her needle like claws until they wake up and oblige. And if you fall asleep before she has had enough - well you get another clawing.
I have never had a cat do this either and it can be a bit wearing when it happens at 3:00 AM because Sissi is feeling neglected.
Maybe it is an Austrian cat thing?