our male cat is a sweetheart. when we went to see him at the humane society, the employee there called him this but didn't completely register with me then. now that we've had him for about 2 years, we've realized that's the most fitting word for him. he is incredibly docile, mellow, and wouldn't hurt a fly.
after we first adopted him, he would often sneak into bed with me after lights out and rest his paws on the underside of my arm and nestle against my body. i don't see how it could be comfortable for him at all, but he was content lying next to me. it's a darling gesture and makes me happy, like saying, "hello there, i'm here."
yesterday i was feeling a bit down, and the little guy climbed in next to me to cuddle. suddenly, everything was okay again.
i think the relationships we can develop with animals are dear; they take care of us just as much as we take care of them.
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