“As every cat owner knows, nobody owns a cat.” Ellen Perry Berkeley
One of these days, speaking of simple, I’m simply going to make up a quote and a fake name as a designation. If it’s good enough, which means it sounds wise, we could all spread it throughout the world and make a fictitious person famous! Yes, I had too much coffee this morning.
But what I want to talk about are the lessons I’ve learn from my cat. First I’ve learn the importance of togetherness and naps. Every day after lunch I head for the recliner to “read” for about a half hour. If I fail to come upstairs for this ritual our cat, Stinker, comes downstairs to get me. She talks cat but I’m beginning to catch on to that language. She also joins me for the PBS Newshour weekdays at 6:00.
She doesn’t seem to pay attention to the TV or the book I’m reading, but she’s adamant about togetherness.
The other thing that Stinker taught me is to find joy in simple things. I already shared my heroic deed of cleaning out a closet the other day. Against my better judgement I did not discard a box, but rather placed it in Stinker’s play area, which consists of a box tunnel and paper. If she ignored this new box it would then go into the trash.
“Mom, how did you know I’ve been hoping for a cardboard box!” Daddy threw one of Stinker’s plastic golf balls into the box and the craziness began.
I’ve already mastered naps and craziness. Grateful for the lessons in togetherness and simplicity. Thanks, Stinker.
Loveya – The Grandma
Artist, African hand drum student, yoga neophyte, and Grandmother of 22 or so grandchildren. I enjoy cooking and writing. I value good friends and quiet times for reading.