Recently found a few home-developed and enlarged-in-a-bathroom darkroom black & whites in a trunk in the garage. (Most of my early photos were destroyed in a basement flood in the early 1980s . . . .)
Murko and I were bonded.
When I went into hospital for scoliosis surgery in my early teens and was away from home for over a month, my parents said he lost half his body weight in depression.
When I got home, he sat on my body cast 23/24 hours a day.
I think one of the most wonderful sounds is when Sora the Cat comes to bed and cuddles after her 5:00 am breakfast. She waits for me to lift a corner of the comforter, and then she slides in and curls up in the crook of my arm.
After she fidgets for a minute I feel her relax, and she gives a wee, whistling sigh of contentment that melts my heart every time.
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We snooze together for about another hour, and then she grumbles when the alarm goes off :-).
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Wishing everyone a lovely sleep as we turn the solstice corner. . .
