Max had been in bed last night doing his usual insomnia thing when something vaguely wet nudged his shoulder. “Something vaguely wet” had turned out to be Max Minimus’s nose, so he’d lifted the covers, and after a moment of shuffling to get comfortable, his namesake had fallen asleep nestled in his armpit. Oddly, Max had fallen asleep, too, and wakened refreshed several hours later. That was unusual.
