Cuddled up on our sofa turned in to a bed, still not quiet big enough for the four of us. Sumo's butt pressed up against the small of my back. The kitty draped across my arm languidly, Saemi's heat warms my heart. The weight of Isabella's chin on my chest, deep brown eyes look up at me. For a moment I feel it, the rightness of things. For a moment I can smile and exhale, life is good.