The Paw Was Peeking

Cosmo sleeps under the covers with me during the wee hours of the morning. When I climb out of bed, he often stayed cozied-up -- especially if it's a chilly morning. Usually, I can only tell he's still under the covers because there's a little cat-shaped lump next to where I was sleeping, but every once in a while I spy a little paw peeking out at me. What is it about that little tip of a paw that makes me completely melt?

I swear, cat paws are probably the answer to world peace. Don't ya think?