My service cat, Brembe, tried to save my life yesterday. My shower curtain was open a bit, and he saw me. His eyes became wide with alarm. Water was rolling off me. My hair was dripping. He came towards the tub. He was trying to talk to me. His mouth was opening and closing. He came closer. I told him everything was fine. He backed away, not taking his eyes off me.
Brembe came into my life two weeks after my bleeding incident I mention in my last post where I thought I was going to die. We take a walk each night which is good for my diabetes. He won’t use his litter box after seeing all the dog owners taking their dogs out to do their business. I was talking to a dog owner walking her dog, and, there is Brembe squatting while her dog looked on.
He put his paw in my med box, saw to it I had food, tries to pick up that pen. When I told him how much I love him. he moved his mouth, and tried to speak. Warning, the bottom pics are graphic. Brembe would take a pee when I did, and even a poop. He wants to be human.
Jon ‘The Nazarite’
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