That is such a confusing sentence to me. When I hear the word "crown" I get excited, who doesn't want a crown?! Burger King used to give paper crowns to kids, what fun! And then there is the crown of righteousness, from Paul's second letter to Timothy:
I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day—and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing. (2Tim 4:7-8, NIV)Anyway, even though I didn't come away with a glorious crown, the experience actually wasn't all that bad. Having an amazing dentist really makes a huge difference.
When I got home from the procedure, I was still a bit groggy and quite numb. I plopped down on the couch for a quick nap. Nahum promptly jumped up on me for a snuggle.
A few minutes later Theo hopped up and snuggled in.
When Willow hopped up, Theo rearranged himself to snuggled with me and Willow.
Rose was the last to come up, but she did!
In just a few minutes all four cats were snuggling with me - it was glorious!
One of the things I love about our cats is how they always seem to know when their humans are feeling ill or are in need of some kitty therapy. Max used to always snuggle, he lived to snuggle but our current collection of cats are much more frugal with their snuggles - except when they sense the need. I'm thankful for kitty snuggles.