On beds and missing things that have come back

Tonight the littlest of my people came back! She had been missing since we forgot her by the river many days ago. I am glad we found her.

Also, Mr. Squeak came back.

Three cats live in this house. They all like to share my crate-den and my favourite bed. That's okay - I am good at sharing. Tonight we were upstairs. The floor was hard and cold, and my favourite bed is downstairs. But the bed belonging to the cat named Jericho is upstairs. So I thought I would share it.

Only it's not very comfy.