Full Moon Party
"Kami?" It's not a word Sekhmet recognizes, "Helped, uh, how?" But her focus is on Torus. "Oh, you poor thing." She tries to gently stroke the dog-shaped shoggoth in what she hopes is a comforting manner. "You don't have to be like that anymore. You can live on your own."

Not exactly, it's, uh, complicated. It wasn't by divine will though.