Take innocent observations of a child. One story that comes to mind involves our two cats and my grade-schooler. While our male cat stays inside, female bolts out door any time she gets slightest chance, regardless of who’s in her way and how many groceries might come tumbling down from her intrusion. By day’s end, she returns after her fill of outside adventure. One night, my six-year-old noticed a change to usual ritual. Amazed, he yelled through house that I “come look”. Upon my entrance to room, he says “Look! Soccer is so glad to see Tasha that he is even hugging her with his legs." Yes, kitty may have been attempting fruitless amour but lessons he taught my son on that particular night were nothing but heartfelt and loving.