Momma said something silly last night. We had a storm blow in last night, with lots of thunder and lightning and wind. Storms never bother me, but Jessie gets pretty skeered by them. Well, the storm blew in just as Momma was getting ready to start Jessie's nightly camel treatment. Normally Jessie's really good about those, but with the storm too, it was just too much for her. Every time Momma tried to get the needle in, Jessie flinched away. Finally Momma gave up so she wouldn't traumatize poor Jessie for life, and we all got in bed. Well, Momma and I did. Jessie was still being skeered, so Momma had to coax her to jump up. Then she just sat straight up, still shaking, while Momma petted her. Me, I was snoring in no time. But Momma finally had to pull Jessie down so she'd lie down. Jessie laid there for a second, then stretched her head out over Momma's chest, let out a DEEP sigh, and was snoring in the next breath.
That's when Momma said the silly thing. She petted Jessie's head and said, "I'm so glad you trust me this much." Isn't that silly? I mean, she's our momma. Our human, the one we chose for our very own. Humans were put on this earth to take care of us, and we were put here to love them. So even when there's skeery stuff like a storm or Vacula or that suspicious bunny that I KNOW is the vanguard of a whole bunny army, Momma ALWAYS makes it better. 'Cause that's her job!