I'm up again, and lying  on the couch with a book on Excel VBA
programming.

I close the bedroom door, and use a booklight, so as not to wake
Senyah.

Suddenly, I hear thundering paws, and Little Boy thumps up onto my
chest (ouch!) to help me read. He settles in and purrs, occasionally
looking at my book. The light intrigues him.

Unable to take it any longer, Little Boy reaches up and bats the book
light. And again. He becomes a prize fighter hitting a punching bag.

Eventually, I get the message and turn off the light. I pick up my
Treo to tell y'all about this, while Little Boy cuddles back into my
shoulder.

He's giving the Treo that look now...

Hugs and Baps - I mean Purrs,
Mark