They are FURRY and FUZZY. That’s how.
Even the ones who are not fuzzy help.
When Halla tragically died, grieving hubby was useless for comforting me.
So, I got Bob T Boa out of his house and just sat in the kitchen with him.
Instead of his usual rambling around, he pressed his face against my tear-streaked cheek and then gently enfolded me with his 8 foot self and “hugged” me for a good half hour, constantly nuzzling my face.
I have no idea how much he understood, but it was the only time he’s ever done such a thing.
It really helped.
And they snuggle.