Ever since I came back on the week­end, when Dolly was home all alone, she’s been espe­cial­ly affec­tion­ate to me. Before she would sleep on my chair at night, but now she tries to sleep on my pil­low by lean­ing on my head, or crawl under the cov­ers to sleep on my chest. Even though I keep get­ting wok­en up, I hope she keeps it up.