For a year or so my cats have taken it upon them to make sure I'm okay through out the night. Prince in particular will sleep at my feet or knees until he realizes that I'm awake and (most likely) in pain. Then he'll wander up beside me and comfort me. He will hold my hand and keep me company until I fall asleep again.
This habit of his is charming but it scared me half to death last night. I'd probably kicked him four times already so I was sure he was still in his usual position but when I opened my eyes those baby blues were staring back at me. I've had a couple of bad nights. I don't like taking medicine until I'm about 8 of 10 on the pain scale and I've been surviving off of Tylenol for the past couple of nights. It's nice to have a friend willing and able stay beside me until the meds finally lull me into dreams.
I <3 my night watch.
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