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Without sounding like a "Cat Man," I'd like to share a little bit about my experience with my relatively new and unofficial therapy cats. I have two young ones, and it seems like they can tell when I'm having a "bad day," which is we call a day with seizures or other medical-like problems.
They'll know before I do, that there's something off about my mood and swarm me and treat me like I'm the young one and not the reverse. I'm grateful and I don't know what I'd do without them in this time alone at home.
They're a welcome distraction.
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