I think even more important than having a clean place to come home to... is having someone there to great you. Save's my someone. Some people have dogs, some have ferrets, some have cats. Save is my cat. Although I don't see myself as her owner but rather as a companion and partner. She's always there for me. She waits by the door when she hears me pull in and greats me with a meow and a roll on the kitchen floor looking up at me, as happy to see me and I to see her.
At night she knows when it's time to go to get some sleep and waits for me to go to the bedroom, her eyes observing my every move. She follows me to bed and snuggles up under my arm, purring and purring and purring.
In the morning when the alarm goes off she wakes up and pats my nose as if to say "hit the snooze, hit the snooze!" When I finally do get out of bed she runs ahead of me to the kitchen or bathroom and waits for a morning pat and snuggle. If she wants to play she meows and goes to her toy, looking up at me pleading for a little attention.
She isn't always begging for attention. But she's rarely aloof. She has her places where she sleeps and gives me a soft gaze if I disturb her... honestly I often demand her attention more than her demanding mine! Save and I... we provide for each other. I give her food and water and shelter, she gives me attention and company and love. I think that's a pretty good deal.
So if coming home to a neat abode still feels empty, maybe it's time for a new addition to the family.
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