This morning when I got home from work, I did the usual...put my stuff down, got Ella and sent her outside to use the bathroom, sent her back to the bedroom to get her beauty rest, then grabbed a couple treats for Odin to see if that will teach him we're here for good things, not just bad ones. It took a bit before he'd take the treat, but as he has before...he gently gets a hold of the treat with his tongue, then swallows it whole, barely chewing. Soon after he took the second treat, I reached in to pet him. Usually he keeps his head down low, but this time he stretched his neck out and let me get in under his chin. Then the world stop. My eyes filled with tears of happiness and this bastard one eyed cat started purring. At me.
I ran in to the bedroom, woke Grant from his slumber to tell him the news. He was sleepy...so he said he'd take my word for it and to make sure this wasn't some sort of fluke, I came back out to pet him again. And he purred. Again. Like a Christmas fucking miracle.
I took a voice recording for Grant, just in case it never happens again though!!!!