Pip and I are always the last ones awake in our house. Most of the time she curls up near me and purs and snores until I brush my teeth and start turning off the lights. I lug her upstairs and under the covers with me. She touches her cold nose to my chin, pushes her weight into me, and we snuggle. Just as I am drifting off I always feel her slip out from under the covers and tiptoe out of bed.