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Willow's been so awesome today. She was super affectionate and cuddly all day while I was sick in bed. When I finally got up to watch the beginning of Battlestar Galactica on my new shiny Season 1 DVD set (thanks,

splendid_red!), she got lonely and started mrowling loudly from the bedroom. I scooped her up and brought her into the livingroom with me, and held her on the couch until she finally squirmed away, and she walked around rather calmly before heading back to my bedroom. We did this twice, and then later she was rubbing up against pHunk's ankles and even went out into the hallway on her own to say hi to Skot. Pretty good for an old little girl! Skot and pHunk were impressed. Things are moving along so nicely. She's just so much more relaxed and happy without all that chaos, and with so much focused attention from me. She sleeps right up against me now, doing her little curling upside down and covering her face with her paw thing that I adore so much. It's all so good, it's all so worth the trouble I've gone through, it's all wonderful and I won't be able to entirely regret it when she finally passes, knowing she had such a happy existence here with me.