Backlog from a few nights ago:
Nice tea, soothing, comforting. What I remember most about drinking it is that I was standing by the kitchen counter across from the stove. My cat Marco wandered in, so I coaxed him over and gave him lots of pettings and rubbings.
Eventually, he flopped down in front of the stove by my feet so I knelt to give him more pettings, coo at him, and rub his belly. I ended up drinking the majority of the cup while petting him. My husband walked in and saw the two of us on the floor together and smiled. I smiled back.
Good tea. Good cat. Good husband. :-D
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