I Know I’m Superior Because …

Night time rituals

I allow them to occupy 90% of the bed,  myself camping meekly down at the bottom; yet, they grumble when I foxy bring ‘squeaky foxy’ up to join me for a full body groom at 2am.

On waking in the early hours to see me astride their chest staring at them, they say naughty words; don’t they know that I’m just checking that they’re still breathing?

They generously turn over in bed, leaving the perfect space for me, then contrarily mutter because I’ve taken up the invitation.