(sigh)
In case you were wondering, that was one of the good kind of sighs. A happy-dreamy sigh, not a grumpy-bored-tired sigh.
The fact that someone would take the time to soothe my prickly Leonine ego makes me purr. I suppose that on reflection, my last entry was as much a request to hear something reassuring as it was a declaration of my thoughts. That someone recognized that and acted accordingly leaves me smiling and sigh-ful. Consider me reassured.