This is Elsa. She is my follows me around like a dog. She has been rolling around in the pollen on my deck so she is not as beautiful as normal. She has been a good friend to me. Since my divorce, I have not wanted to be around people much but Elsa is not a person. I can push her away and she does not take it personally. She just returns a few seconds later to rub her head on me face or push her head under my hand to be petted. She sleeps at night with me and even naps with me when I take my daily 2 hour naps. She has not idea how comforting her loud purr makes me when she curls up in my lap. I have a tall backed lounge chair in front of my TV set. Her favorite place is on the top of that chair that looks over the living room. When I sit in that chair, she positions herself with two legs on one side of my head on two on the other. I look as though I am wearing a black furry hat. I guess my head is warm. Right now I need her as much as she needs me. It is kind of sad but not really.