As a *child*, Elvis was constantly snuggling into the closest blanket or rug, cocooning himself until he was all but invisible to his pesky brother and of course, Mom.
I guess old habits die hard. Not that I mind. He's a total cutie-patootie all burrowed in his blanket like a furry burrito.
I think I'll keep him.
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Handsome little devil you have there!
Elvis is a handsome guy... such a lovely purrito! hehe, couldn't help myself there.
I'm owned by a nester and have learned when she's missing to look for an ever so slight bulge under a blanket or bedspread. Gotta love those little lumps.
Wow, Elvis, that's a hidey! I love to do the hidey too - it's just the cuddliest, cosiest and comfiest thing.
Purrs, Chilli
Elvis is a Cave Kitty. I also have one. They are always in their lairs. Sometimes I wonder if they're getting any air inside!
We call that "lumping" as in - where's the cat? Answer: She's lumping.
Elvis you are very cute, all wrapped up. I can't stand anthing covering me.
More to the point, Cori - it's clear that HE is keeping Neither of my girls is particularly nest-y, but when it's cold out Lilliane likes to come in and creep under the covers and curl up next to me for a while. I pet her and she purrs (ALMOST loud enough to wake Da) then, when I'm entirely cozy myself, she slides out and finds a spot on the top of the feather tick. I ALWAYS have loved Autumn best, but the kitties-on-the-bed is one of the best parts of the cold season!
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