Tyrone and Sinead joined me in bed last night. They spent the whole night curled up together next to my leg.
For a while it was really interesting because both cats were purring like sawing logs, only with the kind of saw that has a handle at both ends. One cat sawed "up" while the other sawed "down," and then the reverse. It was kind of like musical polyphony, only atonal and more felt than heard. I could have gone all night with that sensation, but for some reason I dropped off to sleep.
Happy New Year, y'all!