SideLines: Conversations with my cat
My cat and I have developed a nightly routine. Like most routines, this one started by accident. I was reorganizing a spare bedroom upstairs used mainly used for storage. Being naturally curious, and probably a little surprised to see me actually doing something, Smokey decided to help.
As I took little breaks to sit on the side of the bed, my cat would prance back and forth in front of me, rubbing my legs and pausing long enough for me to scratch behind her ears. She purred, soaking it up; sometimes she even rolled over, exposing her belly.
We did that almost every night. Although the organizing is now finished, Smokey doesn’t see any reason for our little routine to end.
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