The cats always knew, somehow.

Most cats know, actually, but few care, and even the ones that care, fewer still know what to do.

So even without a sob or missed meal, my cats knew when to lay themselves over me, purring peace back into my tensed limbs and joy back into my heart.

The youngest was still learning and would bring me all her toys, laying them beside my head.

Maybe it was just for the extra treats, but I still appreciated it.

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