We all take to some form of companionship. This lady had her story to tell. I was mostly taken in that in spite of having to live on the street, with just a bed she shared with what she said "My Companions" the cats understood her in language and most of all for the humble aspect of her being. She did not see herself less fortunate. What ever she has she shares with her companions. Just Love... and all is balanced. No Suffering where love is...she calls them "My Children" she goes further to state that "Where my own have left me, my companions love me and all I have I share with them." Another lesson in life .... " Its not how we want to be loved... its how we choose to love".