My cat babies, Yin and Yang are creatures of habit. They have patterns to what they do. Every day, Yang hangs out with me while I do bathroom-stuff, brushing teeth, shaving, all that jazz. Every single day he's curious about my deodorant, and wants to smell it. Every single time he does, he's repulsed by it.
It's hysterical. It makes me laugh every time.
Yin has her stuff like this too. When I come home from work, she wants a few quiet minutes to sit in my lap, get love, and for us to do nothing.
Like this.
I really treasure these regular moments of love with them. I've had them for 10 years, and each day of them has been priceless.