Summer weather usually doesn’t keep Quint from snuggling into a fleecy blanket fort of his own making but sometimes, Dad folds the favorite blanket fleecy-side out instead of the preferred way of fleecy-side in. On those rare occasions, Quint cuddles the fleece and if you listen very carefully, you might hear him softly murmur:

It’s okay, beloved fleece, we’ll snuggle again in the dark soon. I’ll make you into a fort and we’ll nap the rest of the summer away together. Soon, Mom will refold you and until then, I’ll grasp you with my paws and claws and won’t ever let you go.

Well, Mom did refold the fleece blanket but only after washing it first! Guess who had to wait to reintroduce all those great fleece blanket smells?

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A Colehaus Cats flashback:

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