My cat, Sylvester loves to climb under the covers next to me and nap, but he wants it his way:

Sylvester pads lightly
up the left side
of the bed and
sits near my head,
waiting for me
to turn over.
“But I’m on my right,”
I grumble.
Sylvester waits.
“Okay!” I finally say.
“You win!”
I roll over and
lift the cover.
Sylvester crawls
into the warm darkness,
turns around tightly,
and plops down.

ArtPlay Palette Family by Anna Aspnes; Font: P22 Typewriter; Handwriting: mine