My eastward facing window daily blessed my room with the morning’s sunlight. Tigger, Putin, Frolic and Surplice would periodically frequent my bed to share in the warmth, with the cats taking their place on the windowsill while the dogs cuddled up alongside me. With Frolic’s head beside mine on the sun-bathed pillow, I would sometimes hush my breathing to listen to hers. Trying to synchronize our breaths, I would adopt the tranquility of her prolonged inhales and subtle exhales. As our breathing aligned, I felt complete peace, laying half-asleep in the sunlight, living in perfect synchrony with my beloved Frolic.
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