My cat Peanut is weird.

She has this lovely blanket that I went through all this trouble to fold and lay over the couch so she would have a comfortable place to nap. Or more accurately, yet another comfortable place to nap among many.

So what does she do? She sleeps BESIDE the blanket, and not on it. She actually slept on the blanket once, and then decided it was much more fun to lay next to it. I think the term unpredictable applies to this little feline.

If I were to ask her why she doesn’t just sleep on the blanket like a normal critter, she’d probably say something like “Well, if you wanted a normal, predictable pet, you should have gotten a dog.”

It helps her cause that she’s just so darn cute.