Summer rain

Summer... You're lying alone at home, it's raining outside, it's getting dark. The window is right next to the bed and you're watching the droplets trickle down the glass. It's just you and your cat at home... He's fluffy and soft, although sometimes he acts like a pest... as if you're not his master, but he's yours. Then the cat jumps onto your bed and settles down next to you, behind your back. A few minutes passed and now you are already half asleep when you hear a cat meowing very loudly, and then it suddenly becomes quiet, and you feel heaviness on the side where the cat was lying.. as if it was not a cat lying there, but an 80 kg Alabai.. but it was almost like that.. You turned to look and right in front of you lay a man of about 45-50 years old who himself did not fully understand what happened, but you saw something familiar in him.. gray hair exactly like your cat's fur, blue eyes.. and some kind of tired look, the cat, by the way, was not there.. and then you abruptly sat up in bed and he, putting his hand on your shoulder, pulled you towards him and began to calm you down.. as if this was not a random man who somehow made his way into your apartment, but someone who has known you for a long time, although it seemed to you that you were familiar. But when he pressed you to his chest with his strong arms, he smelled of fish, sausage and milk. and only then did you begin to understand who was in front of you and where your cat had disappeared to