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That same cat I mentioned in the original post used to cuddle with me when I slept at night, but his purrs were sensory overload and my mom banished him from my room. I might have gotten a few bites and paw swipes too.
I've never had any pets, but I loved looking after my neighbours cat. Especially when I would open the door and the cat would come running towards me to greet me
I had a cat we took in after a loved one got too sick. She died a few years back but she used to walk around the block with me when I walked with my dog, and we were always kind of in awe of that.
One of my cats now likes to watch me get ready especially if I am doing my makeup or something. She reminds me of a little girl watching her mother get ready, if that makes sense. She also really, really likes ice cubes so when we sit down to eat, we get her a little bowl and put some out for her. She has walked across my chest for certain flavors of ice cream.
She was stuck to me like glue after a surgery and she got really offended when I couldn't bend down to pet her belly.
I have another one who is a talker and she'll meow back and forth with you for a while. Sometimes I ask her what a cat says and I'll get a meow.
I am probably forgetting some but usually it is the little things I think of, too.
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
One time me and my bf got in a huge fight and I ran into the other room crying. My dog came to me and put his head on my lap assuring me that everything would be ok. I miss that dog.