Day 28 - Leggy Alfred

This isn't really about Alfred.  It's about me.  Well, me and Alfred.  Last night Mr Alfred Mao chose to sleep in the spot that my legs usually would sleep in.  In the early hours of the morning I woke up with a wicked cramp in my leg.  Which I'm blaming on the Mao taking my sleeping spot.  You may thing 'why didn't you move him?'.  Well, how could you move a face like this ...