It's Like He KNEW

I woke up with a raging headache at 1:25 this morning. After downing four ibuprofen, I returned to bed, anxious to get in some more zzzz's before my alarm went off at 5:00.

Once my head hit the pillow, Guinness, who was also utilizing the pillow, started licking it. My head, I mean, not the pillow.

It isn't unusual for Guinness to show affection in this manner-he's a head-licker, that one, but, this time, I didn't gently shoo him away, I let him do his thing. It felt rather comforting.

There is a lot to be said for the animal-human bond, for sure.

 I awoke to my alarm with no headache. I credit the kitty licking every bit as much as the drugs.