I'm not so sure. My late cat Pandora, whom I found when she was a kitten, seemed fond of me qua me.When she was 21, she had what appeared to be a stroke. I made her comfortable in a basket and checked on her when I left for work the next day. When I got home, I checked on her again. She opened her eyes, looked at me, and died. It really felt as if she had waited for me to say goodbye. But maybe I'm just fantasizing. But it didn't feel that way. She is buried in our garden and I always make sure to plant nice flowers above her.