I fell asleep reading last night. When I woke up at about 2:30am to turn off the light, I saw this:
Simon sleeping between the dog beds, with Miss Kiara sleeping on top of him. They've been together for about 14 years, and for most of that time, Simon was her only friend since she wouldn't tolerate being handled. She loves him so much. She hasn't been this cuddly with him for a while; but the last week or so, she's been extra lovey, and Simon's been having an extra hard time. He's starting to refuse to take his pills, and we're so far eating Alpo and Pedigree. It's really tough. And seeing how much this neurotic little cat loves him is making this whole thing even tougher.