If you could make your pet understand one thing, what would it be?
The trouble is, she understands everything. The real question is: is she trying to make me understand something, and have I have missed it, all that time.
So I asked her: her beautiful green eyes considered me for a while, she stretched, and went back to her meditation.
Some time later, it reached my feeble brain:
“I am not your pet, rather you’re mine, and you understand what I want very well, sweet old thing!”
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