moe

as i sit here typing on my computer, my cat is snuggled up on his pillow behind me. i like to think he chooses that spot among all his other favorites - under my bed, on his window seat, on top of my pillow - because i'm just one foot away. it's comforting to him to have me here, since i'm gone most of the time.

he's curled into a ball, which is no small achievement for my oversized cat, with his neck twisted in an awkward position. yet he looks comfortable.

suddenly, he shifts his position like a person struggling to fall asleep, tossing and turning with the sheets and the pillow until they find the perfect fit. perhaps the typing is keeping him awake.

i should go to bed, so he'll follow me in there instead. we'll comfort each other.