A hungry cat approaches. She sees her food dispenser in an unusual posture, hovering above the ground, straining to maintain parallelity to the ground. I shall assist the lady in her endeavor to be close, but not too close to the ground, she thinks. The cat slowly pads toward the human bridge, she positions herself underneath the abdomen area and settles on the squishy mat, her jellybeans melting into the cushiony texture. I help momi, she thinks to herself. She feed me early maybe.
The lady struggles to not collapse on top of the baby creature. Thank you for your help.
"Are you hungry?" she asks.