She looks up from below, her face an inverse triangle, then jumps onto the bed.
Turns her head to one side, as if inquiring, then jumps onto the knees clad in corduroy.
She turns in place twice, untill her head points towards the knees.
Scratch her head, she purrs.
Then her back, she rests her head down on the knees.
Purrs more.
Let her lie there, purring softly to herself.
Think about whether or not the cat is a comfort to the human or whether she is gaining comfort from the human.
Think.
Do domesticated cats ever grow up, or do they consider their humans as part of their family, or do they see humans as handicapped cats.
or what
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