The connection was palpable.
I don’t think I’ve ever had friendship as deep. Lula would jump up next to me on the couch and sit, facing eye to eye and look into my soul, if I have one of those. Then, to punctuate the moment, she’d raise her left paw and put it on my right shoulder. She maintained eye contact the whole time. If I didn’t acknowledge the exchange, she would tap me with the same paw on the same shoulder until the acknowledgement was explicitly made.
I miss this stuff more than I can write or say. It takes my breath away when I remember.
