Buster always sleeps with us. He waits till I get into bed, when I click at him & a moment later, there he is, wiggling into comfort between us. When I wake up, he's usually at the end of the bed but sometimes he's on my head or pillow.
Last night he didn't come when I called. He slept deep in the closet. I worry. Dante did that when he was separating from life & from us.
I snuck in & gave him an appetite stimulant, & I dragged him out to give him his subcutaneous fluids. He ate (he ate!) & now he's sleeping at the edge of the closet.
He doesn't look unhappy or gaunt so I'm going to believe he'll be OK for a little while longer.
I love that little purring loving being.