And always at least once, dance naked under the moon, the stars, the willow trees, and let your soul sing because you are free.
Rattle and Roll
You were introduced to my newest kitten "Gypsy" a few months ago. Let me tell you she has gotten even wilder. I do believe at times she has been abducted by Cat Nip aliens. She still has that fast move onto the bed while I am sleeping, sliding like she was on a ball field. I have never seen a cat so fast that no matter how many times you put her to the floor she is back up at your neck before you even get your hands back in place.
She talks to me all the time. She always knows when I am going to be on the computer. Before I have even sat down she is over the back of the chair and into my lap. At least she isn't sitting on my shoulder anymore. I do think she may have realized there is only room for one head there.
She watches my fingers as I type. I know she is doing that so she can attack them in a few minutes. (Hint, that's why the editor may have a lot of my typos to fix). OK, so I blame the cat (grinning). Sometimes when I go online she decides that she wants to help so she jumps on the keyboard and really pops up some windows. Once she typed the word WOW.
Then I found a kewl place to listen to songs as I work online. So I played an Italian song by Josh Groban and as his voice flowed through the speakers, she jumped up and attacked the speakers as if to say he was trespassing. Gypsy just goes nuts when she hears a male voice on the computer. She doesn't do that with any other sounds on here.
I have so much fun with her. She watches the birds when I feed them and antagonizes the older cat still. She swipes our Pomeranian "Munchkin's" chew sticks, carrying them around like a bone. Other days she just goes wild by getting on the roof just to aggravate the bigger dogs up the hill because they can't get her.
She always knows when I am home. No matter if she is inside or outside, she is waiting and meowing. She knows when my husband comes home from work too. She runs to the door and waits on him just like Munchkin does.
If I didn't give her any cream or milk that day, she comes in like a hail storm in the middle of my sleep and awakens me to the fact. Yes, I get up with my eyes still closed and bounce from wall to wall to find the kitchen and feel for the refrigerator, reach for the can of milk and pour into her special little cup. Then I have to add hot water out of the water dispenser because tap water isn't what she wants.
If she had hands she would I am sure, get it herself. One day I caught her reaching for the cold water tap and she almost pulled it down. One of the funniest things she has done was to watch how to hit the handle on the commode. Oh my goodness, she did that and fell into the potty, now that's what you call a cat wash. (Attention cats, do not try this on your own). She is also attempting the turn the door knob trick. She can hang from it and meow like she is dying, so you will let her out.
In the warmer weather she just politely opens the screen door and lets herself in and out. I told my husband we may need to put a toe kick high handle on the outside so she will be a bit easier on the door coming back in. She is in that transferring from kitten to mid adult stage like everyone goes through. Oh wait, some people never pass that stage. (no doubt)
I like writing these articles, and as I said before I do get a little carried away, then sometimes I physically get carried away too... go figure. As long as I have staked my claim in the frilly little jackets that used to be white and now come in paisley little designs and various colors, I will be understood. What! You didn't understand that. OK, you see strait jackets were only called that because they were a basic white color with no finesse what-so-ever. The buckles on the back were over pronounced and very strenuous to undo. Look at Houdini, it took him a bit longer than the norm to get out of his. Now they come in sweet frilly and paisley prints with color, color, color. Buckles are now seamless and tufted away as to not be so noticed. I asked for matching slacks but they were unsure as to the nature of the use because of mother nature it's self.
So now that I have started my wacky New Year off in pretty paisley do's and don'ts, I will exit as swiftly as I approached. I leave you with "summing it up" as I call it.
I find that even though scrooge is amongst us all year long and in the hands of those we felt were friends or highlighted Christians; he burrows there too. We are neither here nor there so why do we concern ourselves with tactics unbecoming, to hurt or hinder the competition. Competition is healthy for everyone for it keeps us on our toes.
If you have a wacky cat and can laugh then you deserve a wacky cat and it deserves you.
Although you may never keep a New Year Resolution past the first two weeks, you might consider the 12 step self-help process as a real starter.
May God bless all of you throughout this New Year and grant you the serenity that beckons at each door. May your worries be few, your foundation strong, for the poor man is the witness in the rich man's song.