He brings me so much joy! Even when he wakes me up in the middle of the night, kneading my arm, or trying to share my pillow or sneak under the duvet, he makes me smile.
How can I feel such a friendship with a creature I can’t communicate with in words? He somehow knows if mama needs cuddling, space, or just someone closeby.
He talks to me as I get ready for work and welcomes me home. He touches me with his paws as if to say “I’m here for you.” He sees me out with a different sort of sound if he knows I’ve packed my luggage for time away.
He’s my shadow, but to everyone else, he’s just a cat…