I am also a diabetic and lucky enough to have not one, but two feline "doctors" looking after me. The first had to leave this world last July but Morgan trained Kunan on what to do before he left us. Now if my blood sugar drops during the nite, I wake to a 22 pound furball chewing on my fingers and generally just saying "Mom you gotta do something! Get up!" He will then climb under the blankets with me to keep me warm after I've gotten up for a snack. They are truly amazing, aren't they?