I was awakened this morning by my Olie. "Gross out alert", he was trying to hack up a hairball I thought. Turns out he just ate too much too fast. Food all over my bed. Nice way to wake up.
On the other hand, he is such a big baby, and I can be too. He scooted down to the bottom of the bed hangin his head. I called him up to the top and he immediately started purring and snuggled his head into the crook of my arm and passed out. He's always there when I don't feel good, how could I not be there for him?
So, you don't like cats? Don't read this. Bite me. I love my Olie, especially. There have been times when I have been crying or been sick etc... and he just knows that I need him. He will mysteriously find me wherever I am in the house and come snuggle and purr. :)
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