I love it, of course. But no wonder I'm so sleepy all day long.
A couple of mornings ago, our bedroom was very cold, and I was very tired. I stopped petting him and rolled over, feigning sleep. Then I felt him crawling under the blankets; soon he was stretched out against me, warming my back. He napped under there for quite a while. So he's a burrower: I never had one of those heat-seeking cats before. It's going to be like having a fluffy hot water bottle!