Spotties bunked with me last night. Dottie took a long time to wake up, she was enjoying her rest an awful lot and she's tired, pour soul. Prissy got up and was stirring around and sniffed Dottie to see what the "energy level" was this morning.
Dottie got up on her rickety old legs, coughed a bit, then walked over to Prissy, tail high, and put her in her proper place. When she came back she had to lean into me for support, but the old girl was very content. There is only room for one at the top.