Then Phil noticed she was laying on something. After coaxing her to move so he could pick it up, we discovered her new snuggling item...
At some point last night she got up, found my bra, picked it up, took it to bed, and slept on it. I am mostly shocked she didn't eat it. The bra had an underwire and no padding so it couldn't have been the most comfortable thing to sleep on.
What a weirdo.