I’m not usually one for dramatic stories, but what happened the other night still has me shaken — and deeply grateful. It was late, and I had just climbed into bed. The house was quiet, and I was moments away from falling asleep when my cat, Max, suddenly burst into the room. He’s vocal by nature, but this was different. He was yowling, his eyes wide, tail puffed, darting around my room like he was trying to get my attention — not just for food, but for something urgent. I’d never seen him behave like this before. At first, I assumed he was just being his usual hungry self. Maybe…