Every night/morning between 2-5 am she comes. She flings the bedroom door open with her nose and stands by the bed.

I, no one else, must leave the bed, ask her to jump up with her front legs on the bed, and thereafter have me (no one else) elevate her by her hind ones.

She crawls under the covers and places her warm furry body next to mine (not equally furry). And I love it. But she’s growing and this must stop as she anecdotes more and more of the bed.

Who can inform little miss T, that she’s a big girl now.