Was intrigued by someone's suggestion that personalities are
influenced by relationships in newborn (and, perhaps, even in utero)
litters. Offers _some explanation of odd differences.
My Mac was such a 'discrete' sleeper, preferring to jump up to say
'good morning' and 'good night' only. He would consent to sleep
alongside so long as you didn't crowd him.
My New Year's flu has returned in force. Woke several times during
the night, convinced I was dying, sweating and suffocating. It was
Gala, draped across in positions contrived to save those dying from
hypothermia. Changed beds. Woke, convinced I was dying ...... And so
it went.