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Hello #hivepets community, something very nice happened yesterday. Here's the story:
Yesterday my wife and I got home a little late from work. It's unusual, but we had some chores we couldn't leave unfinished. Our cat named Lily was fast asleep in my parents' room. She usually comes out at night and stays up all night, then sleeps during the day.
When we went upstairs, she started meowing nonstop. We were scared because we thought something had happened to her. The fact is, she heard our voices and was just trying to see us and say hello, as if she knew our schedule had shifted.
I intentionally went over to see what was wrong, and all she did was stick to the edge of the bed to greet me. I said, "What's wrong, Lily?" But she reacted by putting her nose close and starting to sniff me to make sure everything was okay. I asked again, "What do you want, huh?"
In a split second, she gave me a full-body caress, letting me know she needed some affection. I quickly hugged her, and she chose to stay still for a few seconds, seeking human warmth. About 15 minutes passed, between her constant purring and my affection.
After that time, he decided he needed some warmth and ended up hugging her tightly against his chest just like a human being.
Yesterday's situation completely captivated me and reminded me how much our pets need from us. It also showed me that animals can be very intelligent. How did it understand that we were late getting home? And so I wonder: Did it get worried in its own way? Did its instinct tell it something wasn't right? I don't know how to answer those questions, but what I do know for sure is that when we're good to our pets, they tend to love us like family.
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Translated with Google Translate (English is not my native language)
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Hola a todos en #hivepets, ayer ocurrió algo muy bonito. Acá les comparto la historia:
Ayer mi esposa y yo regresamos algo tarde del trabajo, no es lo usual, pero teníamos algunas tareas que no podíamos dejar a medias. Nuestra gatica llamada Lily estaba totalmente dormida en el cuarto de mis padres, ella suele salir de noche y pasarla en vela para luego dormir de día.
Cuando subimos las escaleras comenzó a maullar sin parar, nosotros nos asustamos porque pensamos que le había pasado algo. El caso es que sintió nuestras voces y solamente buscaba vernos y saludarnos, tal y como si supiera que nuestro horario se había desplazado.
Me acerqué intencionalmente a ver qué le pasaba y no hizo más que pegarse al borde de la cama para darme un recibimiento. Le dije: ¿qué pasa Lily?, pero reaccionó acercando la nariz y empezó a olerme para asegurarse de que todo estaba bien. Volví a preguntar: ¿qué es lo que quieres eh?
