This past week my cat has not left my side. He has slept near me with his head burrowed into the mattress snoring, occasionally rolling onto his back and muttering strange sounds. I can't believe I took this long to get a gizmo pet like him. When he is by my side I am calm. I am pulled into the slow rhythm of his heart and reminded that naps are good. It's strange loving something so much that has only been in your life for less than a year.