I've felt like this before, when Django went to stay in Scotland with Mr H for a month or more - what is the point of life with nothing to care for? Is it a human or a female need to care for a vulnerable person or animal? Something that relies on you totally?
It may annoy us sometimes, the ties and the inability to be 'free', but it gives us a good reason to get up in the morning.
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