Have a Cat...

Brent and I worked in the yard this morning. Technically Brent is still working in the yard but my part is done so I decided to sit down and write.

My challenge right now is that my lap is in a sunbeam and somebody did not get his morning cuddles. Those two things are making it impossible for Tig to go DO SOMETHING ELSE SO I CAN WRITE.

So I'm sitting with my arms stretched way out in front of me typing, then petting, then typing, then petting. It's not perfect for either of us but it's good enough.

There are worse things than being adored

One of the best lessons I think we can all learn from cats is to not wait around for someone to offer what we need. If the cats want fed they let us know. If they want cuddles they get in our laps, or our faces if we aren't fast enough. If they want to sleep in the bed they take up space. If they want to be left alone they leave. Cats don't wait for someone else to do what they want or what they think they need.

The other morning I woke up to Tig and Tux cuddling sweetly at the foot of the bed. Tig moved his head before I got the original pose in a photo, but it was still really sweet. The problem is that it's a queen sized bed, and there are two full grown adults sleeping in it side by side And the two cats are taking up a LOT of space.

Ask yourself: Where are Brent's legs??

But they didn't care. And they never do. And because they are completely spoiled we bend and twist to make room and then hold still so we don't disturb them.

Another good lesson. Claim your space. Let people make room for you. Most of the time they will, and if they don't maybe those aren't your people?

I tell Brent all the time that I want to come back as a spoiled house cat.

And his reply is aren't you already?

Take up space.
Ask for what you need.
Never apologize for who you are.
If you need fed or want cuddles get in someone's face.
And never pass up a sunbeam.