It's been a bit of an adjustment for Razor since we brought George home. I think she's finally gotten used to George being around (though she's not to eager to be real close to him). She's my companion, following me between the nursery and our bedroom when George is up in the night. And when George is really upset and inconsolable, if she's not already in the room, Razor will come running in.
Last night George had been sleeping on the Boppy. I picked him up when he woke up, and a few minutes later the Boppy had a new occupant.