The relationship between these two – my favorite people in the entire world – it sure is something. Juju gets so excited when she walks in the room at night (if he wakes up to witness it). Every night, while half asleep, he crawls his way over to her side of the bed for cuddles and warmth. Sometimes he gets tricked by the large, rumpled-up down comforter and he thinks it’s her. When he discovers that she’s not there his disappointment is palpable. Poor buddy. He loves his mamo to the moon and back. And so do I.