My Life Head On

I Feel Him


Sometimes I hear him behind me, following me from one room to another. I find myself listening for his paws padding across the floor. I can feel his eyes watching me so intently. At night I have felt him, his muzzle resting on my leg asking to be let into bed as he did so many times. I wake fully looking for him. I know he isn’t there, but the feeling is so vivid. I look for what might have caused the warm pressure on my leg, was it the cat? No, she’s sound asleep on my other side. I can feel him there.

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