Sebastion was given to me as a gift when my daughter passed away five years ago in February. He has a very, very special place in my heart. When Sabastion arrived at our house we still had my daughter's cradle up in our bedroom and Sabastion so made it his bed. He would hop in and it would rock as he curled up and went to sleep.
He was a very tiny li'l guy and loved to be held like a baby. He still does but now he has to do a back flip off the arm of the couch into your lap.

Sabastion loves to find the craziest places to sleep: in the sin,k a laundry basket, a gift box at Christmas, in a drawer. You name it he will find it.

At the end of the day he is the first in bed. He has to lie either across my tummy under the covers, or along side me with his paws wrapped around my arm. We have a bond that I don't think anyone could break. I owe him; he was just what I needed to heal and he knows it!