I think I have a cat as a best friend. As soon as I open my screen door, who runs around the corner from the neighbours house but Sadie. Meowing and trilling away. Telling me about her day and whatever else cats talk about. So we lay in the grass together, walks around, pounces on a twig I move around in the grass, boops me, lays on me. And now it's time to go and she keeps going up my steps.