Crookshanks, who happened to be laying on the bed next to my bag, was purring while watching our exchange. Daphne was going to take care of him for a couple of days before I came to get him. That cat was going to have a new castle to explore, but I wasn’t going to leave him behind. He was my familiar. My hand rubbed his back when I finished packing. He purred even louder at the touch.