Tonight, I watched both cats sit down at the front door for a few minutes, just like they used to do when they would wait for Shawshank to come through it. And then I burst into tears.
Lexi, one of my moms cats came to visit. It made my whole night. They’d come up to me in other rooms to say hi, and let me pet them, but Lexi is most like Mal – very vocal, and lovey. When she came up on my bed I was so happy. She snuggles for a while and let me give her all the loves. It felt like I was back home with my little Malmal.
Cats know.
It’s time to celebrate another Saturday, where I’ll plan to do chores and pack things, but probably won’t do anything except watch Netflix and complain that the house is a mess.