I knew she wanted to be with me last night, so I left
the door to my bedroom ajar. The night air was warm,
and I was barely settled into bed before I heard the
soft footfalls of her bare feet slowly crossing the
She murmured something quietly as she drew near, in a
language I only vaguely understand. I believe she was
greeting me and saying she wanted to be near.
Then, with movements I could barely sense, she was on
the bed, and slipping under the covers near me.
Sometimes when she comes to me in the night she wants
to talk, or express her pleasure. But last night she
was silent, and we slept with barely a movement until
I heard one of the many bell towers in San Miguel
signal six-o-clock. Then, perhaps because of my own
slight movement in reaching out for her, she began the
wonderful double beat of her purring. Nekko is a very