Here’s an old photo of Pearl and Pumpkin. They used to sit like this a lot and they slept together most of the day. They groomed each other nicely. However, Pearl had a few boundaries and she didn’t hesitate to smack Pumpkin around if he crossed the line. The line being my lap or my bed. No. That was Pearl’s domain. If he dared to enter either of those territories she would smack him in the head and drive him off.
Lately old Pumpkin has been feeling poorly and so he often comes to me to be held. Last night he got in bed with me and crawled into the crook of my arm and I gave him a big cuddle.