Hank has been sleeping on the bed lately. It used to be rare, but it’s becoming more frequent, so much so that I expect it. It used to be that he’d sleep on the bed for only a few minutes before getting bored and getting up to explore. Now he comes to bed almost at the same time as the rest of the family and stays there for most of the night. He doesn’t waste time circling or nesting. He jumps up then plops down at his usual place, up against your legs. I think this new relaxed Hank is a result of him getting older. I miss the craziness but love the extra time with him. I bet he likes it, too. The rush of youth is fun, but what’s the point if you don’t slow down enough to enjoy it?