A few days ago, I was laying in bed all day with a horrible cold. Prince checked on me throughout the day and woke me up a few times by tapping my arm with his paw and meowing. He was especially insistent at lunchtime, and seemed upset I didn't get up to eat. When I woke up at 2:30 pm I made the bed, and I found 5 pieces of dry cat food next to my pillow. My little angel tried to feed his pathetic, starving mommy. I'm such a lucky kittymom.
