I've got the dreaded shingles, and Little M's snuggled up to me all day. Occasional contented wuffly noises, and extended leg stretching, to extract maximum warmth of tootsies from his human.
There will be some manic wall of death/Parkouring later, after his day of empathy, I'm sure.
I have to put the bins out and eat, but don't want to disturb Little Lord Comfiness! He's actually gripping the duvet with his little hands if I try to get out of the pit.
Cats can't catch shingles off humans can they?