I mean obviously he can feel pain, and be happy or sad. But sometimes he'll sit beside my chair and we'll just look at each other. I wonder what he's thinking when he looks at me. Anything? Friend? Master? Stupid Human that gets my food?
Sometimes I can really look through his eyes, back into his very being and see that we are friends.
Then he usually bites me.
Fucker.
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