It may be that my nudge was a little harder than intended or that my head is a little harder than I thought as my 'The Him' woke suddenly, eyes opened with water coming from them and a screech of what I think may have been pain. I gave him a look to say
"Stop being a kitten" and jumped away from his sleeping place. I then told him to follow me. He obviously understood because after a few moments he did, a little faster than I anticipated and I found myself running.
I led him to the sitting place and stood waiting until he actually sat then jumped up onto his lap. He hugged me, it was a little tight but I forgave him. I walked back and forth across his knees to give him chance to stroke every part of my back and pressed my head against his hands to remind him to rub my ears. Luckily he was ready to obey. Then he fell asleep stroking me. Disgusting, but at least he's tried so again, generous Superior that I am, I forgave him. Befre he had chance to wake I removed myself and went to snuggle in the warmth of his sleeping place where he had lain.
As the light came he returned but finding me there he uttered a gasp and left again. I think he was unaware that I knew he had arrived whereas I just didn't bother to lift my head.
When I was rested I ate then decided to walk through the village. The sun was warm on my back and I curled up under a tree to sleep for a while. I was in the open of the village green so everyone could admire me, as they should.
Suddenly I couldn't move, I was pinned down. The sun had gone and a deluge had started so hard that I was unable to move to shelter. It came and it came and it came.
I was soaked through my fur to my skin and there were no longlegs to help me let alone admire me. As it eased a little I was able to move and rise from the ground. Because I was bedraggled I did not want to be seen and ran home jumping through the open clearway left for me.
As I entered who should be there but my 'The Him'. He saw me, and I expected the towel treatment where I was rubbed until dry. What I got was a smirk as he walked away.
Solution? Easy. My 'The Her' did nor resist long as I climbed under her covers to dry myself in the warm. You understand now why we are Superior.