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I've woken up with a cough and a sore throat and am still in bed, incredibly. Tiny and Simba are very pleased about this, Simba because he likes having me around to stroke and cuddle him, and Tiny because he has a very highly developed sense of Schaedenfreude. They've both been looking after me. Simba has been sitting on my back, purring, and gently kneading my neck and shoulders until I fell asleep. Tiny brought his favourite toy mouse to bed again, to cheer me up, and is currently standing guard at the bottom of the bed, although he's the kind of guard that will flee behind the sofa at the first sign of trouble 