I had a little grown up moment on Sunday night. See, since I was a little tiny kitten, I have slept with my mummy every night. I jump up into bed as soon as she's in there and snuggle right in, not getting up until it's time to harass dad for breakfast.
The other day my mum and dad bought some new cat beds, and I decided I liked one of them. On Sunday evening I curled up in one, and I stayed there all night.
I've never really been into cat beds before, so this was a big change for me. I get seperation anxiety sometimes and start to cry and freak out when I forget where my mum is or when she goes out, so she and dad were very proud of me for relaxing without them for a whole night.
I'm hoping this being proud thing results in some extra stinky goodness... :)