Under my headboard, there's a nice nightlight/lamp for reading. It's quite warm and thus, Chani loves sleeping under it.
On a different note, the past two mornings, 9 has been rather rambunctious at 5:30 a.m. when my alarm goes off. I usually hit the snooze button and get a few more ZzzZzs. So, of course, I must gently chide 9 that he does not determine when I actually get out of bed. The strange part is that I'm yelling "Q, stop!" instead of "9! Stop!" It takes me a few seconds to realize that I'm shouting the wrong name (note, I am not shouting per se, more like hissing loudly, but not too loudly). Perhaps Q is inspiring 9 to be so naughty in the morning. I don't know. But, it makes me giggle a bit and get a little nostalgic for the days when Q would purr in my face to wake me up and feed him.
Mind you, 5:30 a.m. is still too early to be coherent!