Being trusted

I had a crappy day. Apprehension is building up. Until..

While KB's sleeping at his normal position - in between me and the computer monitor, I scratched his head. In return, he leaned and put his head against my hand - not just touching, but put the whole weight of his head in me. I felt really really.. trusted. I know how much KB gets intimidated by strangers, unusual objects, or different sounds. His being able to trust me really means a lot to me.

I had to "record" this feeling, so I pulled my hand back. But I know we have that for each other, still.