I realized it when I came home today and she wasn't there to greet me. She wasn't sitting on the couch, watching for me from the window as I got out of my car, she wasn't at the door waiting as I walked up the steps to my house, and she wasn't jumping around and whining when I got inside.
It was even sadder when I opened a fresh box of cereal after I got home from the gym and she didn't come running out of my room, expecting to get some. Usually she's asleep at this time anyway, but if she hears the cues of my post-gym cereal time, she comes to the kitchen because I always give her some of my Cheerios.
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