Probably close to 10 years ago (give or take) #1 Daughter gave me, what I call, a “Fuzzy Blanket” for Christmas.   She had made it herself.  I treasured it for two reasons:  1)  Because she had made it for me. and 2)  It is the warmest blanket I have ever owned.

#1 Daughter had gone to a shop and purchased a piece of blanket fabric.  It is grayish with little blue bears on it.  Cute!  She had also purchased faux fur.  She then attached the two together to create the warmest blanket in the world!  I love it!

So does Kali.  The cat.

Kali has no sentimental attachment to this blanket.  She is an opportunist.  She likes it because it is warm.  Period.

The cold snap that has the country in is grip has reached into Mississippi where I live.  We had had temps in the upper teens~this is very, very cold for my region of the country.  So, I had been using the blanket from #1 Daughter every night when I go to bed.

MFH (My Favorite Husband) and I do not see eye to eye as far as what is a comfortable temp to set the house.  He has been quite comfortable during this cold snap.  I have been freezing!  I spend the day in jeans, hoodie and a quilted, cold weather jacket.  Brrr!!!

Last night, I wore gloves to bed!

Unreal.

This takes me back to the fuzzy blanket.

I spread the fuzzy blanket out on the bed around 8:00 pm.  Don’t ask me why, I just do.  Ritual.  Routine.  Whatever you want to call it.

Kali has clued into this ritual.

Kali has taken to sneaking into our bedroom before we go to bed and curling up on the fuzzy blanket.  When I get ready to go to bed, there she is, sound asleep.  She is all curled up on top of the fuzzy blanket.  Toasty warm.

Well, that doesn’t work!  That’s My blanket on My side of the bed!

We have a battle of the wills almost every night.

You can hear that cat saying, “I called dibs.  You lose.”

BUT~~~

I am bigger than she is.

I win.

*This is Kali on the infamous fuzzy blanket.*