Once a week I sleep downstairs to be by myself; no dog, no little one, no husband. But this past Friday night I was not alone. I wasn't asleep nor near falling asleep, I was wide awake. When I distinctly felt some slight pressure on the covers in between feet. The "pressure" moved up and stopped at my calves. Instant thought was my cat Buddy's favorite spot when he slept with me while alive. No longer "here" it's still his favorite spot.
I miss him so.
I miss him so.