Gemotions

“Denied.” The single word on the screen felt like a physical blow. His automated pet feeder, designed to dispense precisely measured portions, had been anticipated. He stared, numb, at the digital landscape. He went out to the patio. His cat, a fluffy Persian, was curled up on a sun-drenched cushion. He watched the cat stretch, then slowly blink at him. A feeling of profound connection swelled within him. He felt the strong urge to cradle the cat. He would spend the day with her, giving her gentle scratches and talking to her in a soothing voice.