PUPPY.
You spend about a year only interacting with your person. They pat you and say it'll all be okay. You have trouble believing them for a while.
Then, one day...
One day, you go outside and feel the sun on your face. It's like Kitty's soft fur. But it hurts less to think of them, now.
You don't like going near cars. You don't play with your ball. But you nap outside that day, and it's like Kitty is there with you. They always will be.
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