With everyone running on different schedules in this household, I find myself alone quite often.
I don't have a problem with being alone, often times I thrive on the solitude of being able to get lost in my own thoughts...but when you are living somewhere that isn't your own place-being alone can have the potential to be quite lonely.
Fortunately, I have not had that problem too often while here. The cats seem to have made it their mission to come hang out in my room whenever I'm here alone. When I stayed here for a week by myself, the older (and meaner) cat would not allow me to sit down without jumping on my lap. Now, it's the other...more unsocialable (but more even tempered) cat who has decided that my bedroom is her bedroom.
If I'm not at home, or at least not in my bedroom and the cat is inside...she can often be found curled up on my down blanket. And when I'm hanging out in my bedroom? She's usually curled up on my lap...or on my chest. Some nights I will be awakened by the cat jumping up on my bed and jumping on top of me.
I'm certainly not complaining. While I'm not the biggest fan of cats (I prefer dogs)...I enjoy the purring and the softness of their fur. Now that it's chillier I like the extra warmth they radiate. And yes, I like the extra comfort that they give me...that you can only get from an animal.
I still miss my dogs though. I don't think that will ever go away.
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