I suffered a stroke a few years ago at the age of 34. Fortunately, the blood clot passed and I survived. However, I convinced myself that day that it was just the worst migraine of my life. My 14 year old calico, Sushi, knew better. She clung to my side the entire day, even when I got off the couch to get a drink, she came with me. She laid as close to my head as possible. I didn't realize it at the time, but she knew that something was definitely wrong and it was as if she was trying to signal something to me. After a few days in the hospital I came home too my girl and she rested beside me during my recovery. I would have never believed that cats know something is up, even if I didn't, until this. I will always love my girl for her unconditional love!
