I love our cats
Daisy is our oldest and our littlest cat-- 7 years old, never got much over 10 pounds. She's our Halloween kitty, pure black, and she rules the house.
I was crashed out this morning with Ian sleeping on one side of me and Kaylee sleeping on the other. Ian started squeaking and wiggling, pulling his feet up the way he does when his tummy's hurting. And Daisy peered up at him, made the same low "mrow" sound she does when she's hunting pieces of paper for her imaginary kittens, and then hopped up to stretch out next to him. And he settled right down. :-)
I was crashed out this morning with Ian sleeping on one side of me and Kaylee sleeping on the other. Ian started squeaking and wiggling, pulling his feet up the way he does when his tummy's hurting. And Daisy peered up at him, made the same low "mrow" sound she does when she's hunting pieces of paper for her imaginary kittens, and then hopped up to stretch out next to him. And he settled right down. :-)