Let me start off by saying that Bogart does not sleep in our bed. Yes, he does come to visit every once in a while — but only under watchful supervision. We have a notoriously high bed which can prevent even some adults from being able to get onto our bed. The thought of him falling off scares the bejesus out of us, which probably explains what I’m about to tell you.
Since the one of the first days that we brought little Bogart home, Miss Possible has had a tough time sleeping. We’re all aware that Miss Possible has a tendency to talk in her sleep, but this is something new. It started a few weeks back when Miss Possible, in the midst of a deep sleep, sat straight up and exclaimed “HE’S RIGHT THERE!!”
I was startled. “Who’s right where?,” I asked, thinking that someone broke into our house. “Careful! He’s right there,” she says pointing to the area in the covers between us. “Who?! What are you talking about?” I asked again. “Bogart, Bogart, he’s right there, don’t you see him.” “No, actually, I don’t.. he’s in his cage, go back to sleep!” And she did.
But this was by far the last time this would happen. At least a few times a week, she would wake up thinking that Bogart somehow got into our bed in the middle of the night. The exact phrase has varied, though the most common is “HE’S RIGHT HERE!” I think my personal favorite is the time she yelped “WHAT’S HE DOING UP HERE” pointing to the remote control hiding in the covers between us.
Despite recanting these stories to Miss Possible each morning, she refused to believe me. Until one night when she woke up and asked me “What’s he doing up here?” and I said “He’s not,” with a chuckle. She snapped out of it, and realized what she asked me and started laughing. She’s since become a believer of her late night musings.
It is a good thing that our bed is so high, though.. if he was to ever actually get up on the bed in the middle of the night, she’d freak out for sure.