Some days the floor is just the best place to be. Some days I am surrounded by furry, smelly love, whether I want it or not. On a bad day they are my shadows lying as close as possible. When I didn't wake up easily one day, I was awoken by a big fawn head on my chest looking intently at my face and a grey speckled muzzle barking two inches from my nose. When I shower they sit outside the bathroom door, or more disturbingly sit just outside the glass door staring. Now if only I could sleep so peacefully in a little patch of sunlight.