A random, curious black cat approached me a few days ago when I was exhausted from traveling and waiting for my host. It must have felt my tiredness. It stood for a while and eventually sat like a guard, waiting with me and watching my luggage until my host came. It was so calm that I could feel its peaceful aura. When it saw me walking down the stairs the following day, it rolled over on its back with its hands up. Some folklore suggests that cats offer protection and guidance to those they think need it. What an honor! Thank you, my dear, kind cat!
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