Welcome to pet talk.

Growing up, I had a cat that would walk me to my bus stop every day. If she didn't have kittens (my parents didn't believe in getting an animal fixed) she would wait at the bus stop for me all day long. There was one time I called my dad because I was sick, he came to my school picked me up and we went home, we drove past my bus stop and there was bitster. I made my dad pull over as I opened the door to call her, she cried and looked down the street. If she had kittens she always returned home to take care of them then a few minutes before my bus would get there she would walk there. My mom stayed home from work one day when I walked in the door she told me she knew I would be home in a few minutes because Bit took off to the bus stop. I have no clue how she always knew when I would be home but for some reason she always did.

Katie