Cats are also world-class at eliciting feelings of hearth, home, and quiet affection . . .
and of course people purr, too (though at a pitch too low for our own ears).   

THE WAY WE WERE   Memories          fill the corners of our minds --   Misty, water-colored memories . . .   of The Way We Were.   Scattered pictures          of the smiles we left behind;   The smiles we gave to one another--   for The Way We Were. . .

THAT'S WHY WE PURR   Memories   run like field mice through our minds,   Furry, blurry little memories . . .   and That's Why We Purr.   Endless replays   of the miles we ran behind;   Oh, those miles all run together --   and That's Why We Purr. . .    [ etc. . . ]   Lyrics above copyright 2003 Brad Burgl