...you lie still when you sleep. Very, very still.
...loud noises and bumps in the night don't even penetrate your consciousness.
..."energy" no longer refers to a bill that you pay.
...your neck hurts from looking down at your feet every time you take a step.
...you find yourself smiling for no particular reason.
Welcome to Niska, a 15-week-old kitten whom I adopted a couple of weeks ago. I'd post a picture, but that would require her standing still. ROFL. She's like a smaller (much smaller!) version of Nellie -- white half-socks on the front paws, badly crocheted white socks on the back paws. A little tuxedo and the cutest little white chin. And a TAIL! Yes, a real, genuine appendage, the likes of which haven't been seen in my household since the last century.
As might be expected, Nellie was not happy at first, but she is slowly coming around to accepting this tiny 5-lb creature. She has occasionally even licked Niska's forehead, but real grooming sessions are, I fear, still in the distant future.