Today I feel sad and lonely. In past years I would have spent this day with my Dad. I should have planned something to do with a friend, but I didn’t. It’s just me and my cats. I have many things I could or should be doing but today I would rather be a cat and spend the day curled up in a furry ball. In my fantasy life as a cat, I start off my day with a breakfast that someone else has prepared for me. It’s nice to be waited on. After a visit to the bathroom, I go outside to make sure no strangers have invaded my territory. The neighbor’s dog dug under the fence again yesterday afternoon and had the audacity to come right into the house through the open back door. I defended my territory and chased her away, but it was scary. My fur is still ruffled. The fence looks secure now but I will need to keep my eye on that rascal next door. I do a bit of exploring, keeping mindful of anything that moves. It appears there are no other cats. I mark my territory. It’s fast and easy because I have the ability to pee backwards. Then I hunker down on the front porch until someone nice lets me in. This is one of the disadvantages of being a cat but I usually don’t have to wait long. If I’ve eaten grass, which I often do, I barf it up on the door mat. “ No problemo,” someone else will clean it up. In my cat life it’s always a sunny day. I love sun. I gravitate to it like a magnet. I find my favorite chair with my special blanky and make a nest by walking in a circle. I like this ritual. It’s very comforting. The sun warms my back and I settle into one of my many daily naps. I dream I am gracefully running through a field of golden grass. I can leap with ease and I don’t have a care in the world. I embrace all the smells and sounds of nature. Life is good. Later in the day after more napping and a snack I look for a warm lap to curl up in. I greet the lap person with my most endearing chirpy sound and slit-like eyes which usually ensures Iap time. While I do nothing more than look adorable, I get my whole body gently stroked. I’m in heaven. I would like nothing more than to disappear into my cat life fantasy today. But I am not a cat, so I will make myself a special breakfast with eggs and some Aebleskiver (Danish pancakes). On this gray and cloudy day I will get out and walk. Even if I can’t leap gracefully through the tall grass, I can embrace all the smells and sounds of nature. I will do some of the things on my “to do” list and I might take a nap. Life is good.
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Shannon
4/5/2015 10:06:57 am
Thinking of you today! Hope that you enjoyed your special breakfast and walk and had a nice nap. Hugs!
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Linda
4/6/2015 01:51:48 am
Steve and I are enjoying your blog. Gray here today - opening for the a Tigers.
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