I'll never write anything deeper than this
[Sometimes, even for someone like you, life gets a little overwhelming. The (long) list of chores for today, added to the (enourmous) pile of preparations for tomorrow, someone broke the tea set that you'd planned to serve the afternoon tea in and if you use a different one it won't perfectly complement today's petit fours, the gardener can't find the seeds he's meant to plant can you PLEASE help him look, someone shipped the wrong brand of flour and that has to be corrected before the shops back in London close for the day, one of the private tutors isn't feeling well and now you must arrange something to fill the hole in the young master's schedule because that just won't do...
But then there's her. The highlight of your day, the silver lining in the darkness (to be, perhaps, a little melodramatic). Why she waits for you every day, to offer that brief - oh, so brief! - respite you'll never question, because who are you to attempt to understand her mysterious, fey motivations.
Her. With her graceful, lithe body, her lovely fur, so soft to the touch, shining like silk. That elegant softly swishing tail, the demanding yet affectionate way she bumps her perfect round head against your hand, the way she graciously allows you to hold her, and that lovely, familiar little meow-- so utterly superb. Just look at her pretty little eyes, and her paws, they are so cute, and the completely adorable sound of her purring. And her paws, did you mention those yet? They are so cute. Just. Look at those precious little feet they are so soft and so cute and you just. Kitty ♥ ♥ ♥]