Cathy Jean is always in the same place in the morning as where I leave her the night before. She just has to cover her head and she goes right to bed.
But Michael Ray? Sometimes that requires a little effort to find him in the morning. Where he starts to go to sleep at night is not always where I will find him in the morning...and I think he's a sleepwalker too. So, before I put the two outside for the last of these pretty fall days, I need to search the house for Michael.
He's a creative turtle. Michael Ray hardly ever sleeps in the same place twice. Where did I find him recently? In the back bedroom's unfinished closet. He had to climb a step and move some paint cans and position himself at just the right angle on those carpet tack strips (good thing they're still wrapped in plastic so he couldn't hurt himself, not that that has every happened) but I could tell he was very happy with this newly discovered sleeping spot.
Turtles. Can't live with them. Can't live........with them.