I'm such a sucker for pet stories. The beginning part of this reminded me of my dogs, getting a "friend" for our girl dog who turned out to be an annoying little brother. But then the end got me thinking about my cat Paul. He had FIV so he could have gone at any time, but it was so sudden. He was perfectly fine and then the next morning when my alarm went off and he wasn't screaming for breakfast, I immediately knew he was gone. Curled up on the floor by the bed cause he wanted to hang out with me. I miss him every day, even though he's been gone for a few years at this point.

All of that to say, good work this week. I felt this.