Coco, my baby! Coco is my one and only cat and I love her to death. She’s black and white and I feel her on that level. I feel her on a spiritual level too. She’ll play for a few minutes and then say okay it’s time to chill. I’m the same way! Let’s dance, let’s party, but let’s do it in moderation! She’s also my travel buddy, my knitted garment model, and a real friend. I swear she can tell when I’m down because she’ll rub my legs and mew her little mews which melt me to a puddle, but she only does that when I’m sad. Otherwise she’s doing that pet me/don’t pet me charade and belts real meows. She’s also one of the rare cats that likes to go on walks. I don’t take her out often, but when I do, she gets all the treats when we get back! I believe animals are good for the heart, and she’s helped to mend mine many times. I think back to those moments if I’m mad at her for puking on the rug or for missing the box completely so I can’t stay mad at her for very long.
Here's a video where I was trying to work but Coco wanted to play. She always gets what she wants!
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