Several years ago I suggested buying a bed for Buster. Richard replied that Buster already had a bed, he just let us sleep in it.

Since 1996 we have been sleeping upstairs with Buster and the two tabby brothers, Spot and Tiger. We discussed getting a king-size bed after many nights when the three boys decided to stretch out horizontally and crowd us over to the edges. Things have also been more than cozy in the summertime, so we have had to use fans and air cleaners to assist the air conditioner.

Buster now cuddles up to me, under the covers, head on the pillow, with my arm around him, as soon as my light goes off, and he usually stays there all night.