I wanted to start this off by saying that cats are woven into my life and the lives of the members of this forum.
But as I thought about it, I realized that it would be more accurate to say that cats are tangled up in our lives. The word "woven" implies some sense of order and logic...two things that are not really applicable to a life with cats
Makena, insisting on being front and center on my desk while I work.
Having cats changes things. There are moments shared with our cats that only another cat lover would understand.
A few mornings ago the house was chilly. I had fallen asleep in a recliner. Makena, with his thin fur coat, got cold and joined me... stealthily climbing under the covers and pushing his back against my leg.
Chilly Makena
There is something special about waking up with a warm cat snuggled up to you on a cool morning. I slowly woke up as the sun rose, enjoying the extra warmth of Makena against my leg. Makena eventually woke and began purring. I picked up the book I had been reading when I fell asleep, and finished the chapter I was on.
June Bug must have heard me waking up. She brought her toy lizard in and played contentedly while waiting for Makena and I to get up. Her thick fur coat kept her cozy on this cold morning.
We call June Bug's toy lizard "Waldo," you never know where you might find him
Eventually we headed downstairs. We found the other Bengal, Lilia, crouched near the woodstove. I tossed a few more bits of wood into the stove, and we headed to the kitchen for breakfast. One human, three cats. My wife had left for work before the sun was up, I could see the remnants of the early morning snack she had given them... I washed their little bowls and watched them hunch down and eat their breakfasts while I cooked some scrambled eggs.
Makena sat near me as I ate my breakfast. He knows that I will save him a few bites of whatever I am having.
June Bug found a sunny spot and cleaned her paws
Lilia found my lap as I settled at my desk to get some work done
Tangled up with cats. As such is the life feline.
We each see the world through our own window. And each of our windows features a cat, or several cats.
Our cats are mixed up with us in even the most mundane parts of our day. Please share a bit of what your life is like with cats. Even just a few sentences....
But as I thought about it, I realized that it would be more accurate to say that cats are tangled up in our lives. The word "woven" implies some sense of order and logic...two things that are not really applicable to a life with cats
Makena, insisting on being front and center on my desk while I work.
Having cats changes things. There are moments shared with our cats that only another cat lover would understand.
A few mornings ago the house was chilly. I had fallen asleep in a recliner. Makena, with his thin fur coat, got cold and joined me... stealthily climbing under the covers and pushing his back against my leg.
Chilly Makena
There is something special about waking up with a warm cat snuggled up to you on a cool morning. I slowly woke up as the sun rose, enjoying the extra warmth of Makena against my leg. Makena eventually woke and began purring. I picked up the book I had been reading when I fell asleep, and finished the chapter I was on.
June Bug must have heard me waking up. She brought her toy lizard in and played contentedly while waiting for Makena and I to get up. Her thick fur coat kept her cozy on this cold morning.
We call June Bug's toy lizard "Waldo," you never know where you might find him
Eventually we headed downstairs. We found the other Bengal, Lilia, crouched near the woodstove. I tossed a few more bits of wood into the stove, and we headed to the kitchen for breakfast. One human, three cats. My wife had left for work before the sun was up, I could see the remnants of the early morning snack she had given them... I washed their little bowls and watched them hunch down and eat their breakfasts while I cooked some scrambled eggs.
Makena sat near me as I ate my breakfast. He knows that I will save him a few bites of whatever I am having.
June Bug found a sunny spot and cleaned her paws
Lilia found my lap as I settled at my desk to get some work done
Tangled up with cats. As such is the life feline.
We each see the world through our own window. And each of our windows features a cat, or several cats.
Our cats are mixed up with us in even the most mundane parts of our day. Please share a bit of what your life is like with cats. Even just a few sentences....