Miracles in velvet mittens
Tumbled here
A pile of kittens
Skittering, scurrying
Kittens are hurrying
Chasing invisible foes
Creeping and leaping
Then finally sleeping
The picture of perfect repose
An inquisitive kitten is the best reminder of what youth is all about
When you are alone with your kitten
You don't have to act your age
The joy of my house also tiptoes from room to room on silent paws
A new kitten will turn your house upside down and at the same time make everything seen right
Nine lives added to my one life
Makes perfect sense
- The Joy of Cats, Web
Seven days ago
I woke up to the mews of a little friend that stayed over last night. He walked into Starbucks and literally into our lives. Getting to know the two terriers at home was a bit of a drama but he happily dozed off the day at home in his own blanket in our room. Eating well and drinking lots of good water. Toilet trained after one demonstration by "mummy" cat (Me!) and began to liken our feet (moving or otherwise) to targets meant for chasing and play stalking.
Within the week
Mew Shoo added so much joy into our lives. No angle or height was beyond exploration. Everything that was there was meant to be explored. He showed a great talent to cover long hours of jumping and cavorting hilariously, delighting us from dawn to dusk. He showed a good dose of self protection too, judging by his mini growl when the dogs were trying to beat down the door. When we spent our time with the dogs and were out for walks, Mew Shoo happily took care of his own time with the most effective and efficient burn of minutes - sleep. His new favourites are the rolls of towels in our bathroom, jumping onto the toilet seat (always put it down when cat is around!) to watch you in an idyllic manner while you quickly shower. The masters' furry brown carpet in the master bedroom was a great playground to exercise his imagination on stalking and fighting / ambushing his "mouse" (toy). At night when we retired to read and sleep, he would doze off under the covers, yet when his mind saw fit, it was time to play! I say, no need for a boot camp trainer, Mew Shoo ensured that I woke up in the middle of the night to fend off nips and hugs on my feet. And I surprised myself by waking up at 4am with a... smile. How could one small bundle of 500gm fur walked into my life and changed me?
Our last 48 hours together
Tears were aplenty and hard to hold back. The only thing I could do to console myself is that the better thing than the joy of fostering you, is that I know you would love your new home. There are other kittens and cats to play with, and your new master loves cats. I vetted through the different offers and knew from my gut that she is the one that I can safely and trustingly hand you over.
Childish thoughts come through my mind. Would you remember me? Would you blame me? Would you be happy? Would you still miss your mum? And as I sit here typing, with tears welding up again, I know I am thinking with my human brain. For you, my little sweet kitten has thought me with your God-given instincts that rise beyond human comprehension, that your tiny heart will one day grow even bigger, to house all the love and strength, the spirit and determination that I saw few in humans, but for these past seven days, you have reminded me, of how precious they can be.
Thank you for blessing me, us with you. I will always love you, think of you, and never forget you.
