A few nights ago, I woke up because Roux was snoring so hard. I turned over, and was suddenly face-to-face with him, purring loudly, perched between my head and Justin’s. This is his thing lately – sleeping between our heads. And eventually, sometime in the middle of the night, Little cuddles up next to him, meaning there are TWO cats between our heads. You would think we could shoo them away – but for some reason, it’s so darn cute, that we roll over into a ball of fluff, smile, and go back to sleep. Ah, kitties.