Sleeping with the Meerkats.

From the life of Pi. (You know it's time to go to sleep when you start talking about small furry creatures in your bed on facebook chat :-O)

I woke up at dawn covered from head to toe in a living fur blanket. Some meerkittens had discovered the warmer parts of my body. I had a tight, sweaty collar of them around my neck, while others had wedged themselves around the area between my legs.

They left the tree as briskly and as unceremoniously as they had invaded it. It was the same with every tree around. The plain grew thick with meerkats, and the noises of their day started filling the air. The tree looked empty. And I felt empty, a little. I had liked the experience of sleeping with the meerkats.