He refilled the ice cube trays. I would engrave that on a ring. I didn’t know that it meant so much to me. I rarely use ice and I’m in the habit of leaving the trays in the freezer long enough to grow a layer of fur. But last night I opened the freezer and they were waiting for me. Perfectly filled and newly frozen. It set off a little ache in my heart, a good ache, like when an animal does something hopelessly cute. He refilled the ice cube trays. I could just…hug him.