Although Willie is a great companion he doesn't do much that anyone else
might notice, not a lap cat for instance (neither was Max tho) but he
sometimes has an effusive greeting for me when I get home, and often
comes running out of nowhere for a scritch before plunging back into
whatever.  Like the other cats he would usually sleep on the bed  but at
the far end.  (but now, since I had an adolescent male cat in the
bedroom for a week, none of the cats spend the night anymore).

To the subject. I injured my back and knee in the beginning of August
and nights are usually the worst and gettng worse.  Willie has been
spending time with me at night, right next to me.  Last night the back
was particularly bad, and Willie was cuddled next to where it hurt even
after I or he changed positions.  I appreciated his taking time out from
his duties of preventing the voles and mice frm gaining control of the
yard.  

--
The art of medicine consists of amusing the
patient while nature cures the disease.  --Voltaire