I had scary news about my mother today. After I’d paced maniacally for 3 hours, I was just starting to settle down when the animal family showed up. I opened the door and held out my hand to the mother. She uncharacteristically sniffed not just my hand but my lower forearm, and then ran her little muddy paw back down my arm and hand before turning to the kibble. Extraordinary experience, especially with that dead-on timing. It didn’t feel like a coincidence.