Here's an interesting fact: Cats don't meow to other cats.
Meowing is a sound they make specifically for humans. They meow only to us--and they purr only to those they love.
I have nine cats. Oh, wait. It's eight now. Lost one a few months ago--killed by a speeding car. The youngest one of the bunch, Sam, especially loves to purr. Touch her just a little, and it starts. Stroke her fur, and she does it. Pick her up and it gets even more intense. I have a nickname for her: 'Silent mode cellphone', because of the vibrations I feel whenever she's on my lap or in my arms.
The purring of a cat--I have to say, has a very soothing effect. It calms your nerves. It even brings out the happy in you. When a cat purrs, it's actually telling you that it loves you. And to know that you are loved, it sure does make you happy.
I can't even begin to explain just how much I love my little furballs. I think they are the only ones I love who seem to genuinely love me in return. None of my faults matter. They simply take me as I am--the good, the bad, the ugly--and still purr like crazy at the end of the day.
If only humans could purr. I wonder, who would do that for me?
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