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One of our semi-feral rescues, Nixie, has turned into the Love Bandit. The other 3 in the litter are very affectionate, and like me, and tolerate DH. Nixie, however, usually hides (in the garage), and does not hang out very much with the humans (esp. DH, even though DH saved his life). We have no idea why Nixie is scared of humans--we did nothing mean to him, except to trap him like the others. We have had him for over 2 years now; he does let me touch him a bit in the kitchen (only), such as stroking his tail, but he is always ready to run.
Well, sometimes in the middle of the night, I am awakened by a certain Maine Coon cautiously climbing up my body. He will stay there until I move; then will run away, scared. It;s not easy to lie absolutely motionless!
Very early this morning, I awoke to find a certain Maine Coon snuggled beside me, in the crook of my right arm. I started petting him, and heard him purring. After about 45 minutes (!), I turned on my side--and he snuggled up to my back! All together, he was there about 1 hour! I think he only left the bed to greet one of his brothers, who I heard come into the bedroom. It was well worth losing an hour of sleep to know he does this!
I call him the Love Bandit (which he is now answering to--amazing how fast they learn a new name), as he reminds me of some crazy intruder, who breaks into women;s homes during the night, crawls into bed only to snuggle, not to assault them, then leaves!
Well, sometimes in the middle of the night, I am awakened by a certain Maine Coon cautiously climbing up my body. He will stay there until I move; then will run away, scared. It;s not easy to lie absolutely motionless!
Very early this morning, I awoke to find a certain Maine Coon snuggled beside me, in the crook of my right arm. I started petting him, and heard him purring. After about 45 minutes (!), I turned on my side--and he snuggled up to my back! All together, he was there about 1 hour! I think he only left the bed to greet one of his brothers, who I heard come into the bedroom. It was well worth losing an hour of sleep to know he does this!
I call him the Love Bandit (which he is now answering to--amazing how fast they learn a new name), as he reminds me of some crazy intruder, who breaks into women;s homes during the night, crawls into bed only to snuggle, not to assault them, then leaves!