Animal Instincts
I love animals. They can sense your mood. When I'm sad, the Mede gets
up in my lap, gives me a belly rub (gently kneading), and then curls
up on my chest to nuzzle me just below the chin. I can hug her and
pull her into me and she sits there patiently. When I am feeling
better, she knows, and gets up and awaits her thanks: food.
If I were to try and just hug her like that normally, she'd be one
ticked ball of fur and claws (not that she ever hurts--but she lets
you know her...preferences). She's just a generous enough being to
disengage her well developed dignity long enough to ensure I am a
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