She is beyond special to me. I adopted her from a shelter the day after my breast cancer diagnosis. She innately understood the sorrow and anguish I was feeling and approached me, sticking her paw out of the cage to touch me.
Cosette and I were both sick, it turns out. She had an almost-fatal respiratory infection, and I held her for hours trying to comfort her, and she purred trying to comfort me.
She was hospitalized the day before I went into the hospital to get my lumpectomy and axillary node dissection. I joked that we should've had adjoining beds, as we were both in our respective hospitals on the same day.
After she had recovered, she wouldn't leave my side through cancer treatments. In turn, despite my being sick from chemo and radiation, I would take her to the veterinarian for many followup visits.
She also comforted me during my divorce and through several cancer scares/surgeries.
Cosette is quite playful and has fur as soft as a rabbit's. She is not a total lap cat, but she loves to lay her head on my lap for hours. She's my ever-steady, faithful companion.
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