The sunlight entering through our front window shimmered upon the glossy blackness of Bellagheera's fur, creating mesmerizing reflections in random patterns that fascinated my eye. Bella yawned, reached out toward me, lazily, with her paws outstretched and then turned over so the warm sun and I could both massage her belly. Combined with the bird outside the window which pulled her upside down eyes to and fro, it seemed to me that she had achieved some sort of feline trifecta of qualia.
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