Today I was just thinking about my cat Elliott.
He’s a weird little guy.
And I felt kinda bad leaving him for like half of October, while I went and saw the world. When I got home he was so happy.
And of course… I don’t think he really missed me, just you know he missed my ability to feed him:
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I bet he really missed you. Cats have this whole standoffish couldn’t-care-less-about-you rep, and obviously he has to protect that. But you’re still his favorite people in the world, and I’d be willing to bet he’s secretly really happy you aren’t gone.
Anyway, how could anyone not miss you? I’ve never met you and I still get excited when I see a post from you! ;)