Sleeping Beauty

I used to put Bowie in a crate in the bathroom when I went to bed because if I left him out he would (a) jump up on countertops and knock things over, (b) jump up on the bed and pounce on my feet, (c) jump up on the bed and pounce on my head, (d) try to get into cupboards, (e) meow loudly, or (f) all of the above. Now, after 5 years, it finally seems that he usually will sleep on my bed with me at night. And I love it.


I guess the room was too bright for his little eyes.