@JulesofJoy

She’s an old soul. Something about her, the way she looks at me, how she knows what I’m saying or asking. Like, she used to walk on my legs, sometimes pounce on them, when she’d get in bed. I’d end up yelping in pain and I’d tell her, “don’t! That hurts!” and eventually she stopped. Now she walks alongside me as she comes up to my chest. My other cat is totally in his own world. 😆