*I watch him as he is sleeping, so sweet, so peaceful. I wonder if he really knows just how much he means to me, and how many times he has saved me from the dark.
I watch him as he dreams, eyes flickering, hearing his cute little noises as he breathes. Does he dream of wild things and running through the woods? Does he dream of climbing trees and chasing birds?
I wonder if he dreams of something more, have I been to him, all he is to me?
This is my little lion and his name is Mikey.*