Luigi has this alternately amusing, endearing, and irritating desire to sleep in between Rochelle and I. He likes to be the meat in the sandwich. Given that he sleeps on top of the covers, and weighs 18 pounds, it means he essentially separates us into separate compartments of the bed.
Almost like a chaperone. We’ve taken to calling him the abstinence kitty.
Like I said, alternately endearing, amusing…and irritating. ;-)
