I don't feel like I am, but I apparently am. My sister wanted her cat to live at her apartment instead of at home this semester, so she brought her down. It was a very rough transition; the cat stayed up all night meowing, and during the day it hid under the furniture and refused to come out. I spent the night at her apartment one night while she was out of town, and after she came back she said that the cat was already behaving so much better (still not well enough for the relocation to work out, though), just from me spending the night once. All I did was pet it and have it fall asleep on my legs, and I know my sister was also giving it lots of attention. So I have no idea why I was able to calm the cat down, but I was.
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I'm never gonna dance again, Aspie feet have got no rhythm.