>4 week old abandoned wild kitten separated from mom too soon apparently
>constantly wants to cuddle with me to sleep
>It's super cute and comfy so I let it happen
>one night he keeps playing in the middle of the night, pouncing on my head and hands
>turn over on my side and cover myself with blanket and fall back asleep to counter it
>wake up
>mfw I'm a back sleeper
>mfw I wake up on my side, has never happened before
>mfw I feel a little lump resting against my back
>panic jump out of bed thinking I accidentally crushed him in the night
>He's fine was just sleeping there
Fuck bros that was so scary. He's like 1 lb, absolutely nano scale. Why did I go back to sleep on my side and why did he go back to sleep where I
could have corrected my posture to the one I've slept in for the last 30 years?
He would have died if I had. I would have woken up to a nightmare. I have tears in my eyes. How have I been so irresponsible?

He is sleeping in the closet from now on he'll have to make do with one of my balled up socks as cuddle company until he's much bigger.

Anyway, his name is Kennedy.

He will be ingesting antibiotics and probiotics exactly 4 hours and 46 minutes from now.