I scooted upstairs to grab a book and found the cat still in bed. The sunlight was streaming through the windows and had been for hours, and yet he had not stirred from his comfortable spot at the foot of our bed, despite our warm feet having been missing since morning. I gingerly stepped over to him to see if he was awake enough for a pat on the head. He opened his eyes not even halfway and dared me to wake him.
I left him as I found him.
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