Cat Whisperer

I told Norma the other day that one of the things I miss most about Diego-San is nearly every night we were together he slept right by my side, head on my shoulder or arm. He even had a signal that he was cold and wanted to climb under the covers (he’d paw the blankets and sheets until I lifted them for him to climb underneath).

Norma must’ve understood because ever since then when I turn off the lights, she has lay down next to me. She doesn’t stay there long, five minutes at most, but I appreciate the extra time together. I guess I’m some sort of cat whisperer…