Furry purry kitty kisses.
And even more loving than that is the way the poor cat puts up with my daughter. She drags her all around, calling her “baby” and donning her in hats and bows. She apparently is unaware that Lucy has legs and can walk, because she feels she must carry her everywhere. Yesterday I caught her walking her, as if on a leash, but by her tail. And although Lucy will sometimes have a look of disgust on her face, she has never, ever tried to scratch or hurt Savannah in any way. Now that’s love.
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