Be still…and pet the cat

Arlo, our grandkitty

Of all the cats I’ve loved in my life – and there have been many – our calico kitty was the nearest and dearest to my heart. A few years ago, she crossed that rainbow bridge folks talk about when they experience the loss of a beloved pet. 

When she was a kitten, that cat just showed up at our country home one day and our kids begged to keep her. As time went on and no owner ever came forward to claim her, she became ours. We all loved that feline, who loved us all back.

I don’t think she realized she was a cat and was supposed to be aloof and indifferent at times to us humans. Instead, she always wanted to be with us, near us, on us. She would curl herself up to my neck, start purring, and just be contented to stay there until I moved her off.

I miss that sweet pet more than any other pet I’ve ever owned. She was good-natured, well-behaved, loving, and smart. You may not believe this but she actually did a couple of tricks for treats.

During my just be still time away from blogging/writing, I got to squeeze in a few snuggles and got some kitty loving back from this beautiful orange tabby cat, Arlo, (photo above) who belongs to our son’s family.  Petting that sweet fellow filled my heart with peace. 

Arlo used to hide away whenever Papa and I came to visit, but now he seeks us out, crawls up beside us, or settles on our lap for some stroking and scratches behind the ear. It’s almost like he understands when I need to pet the cat and feel contentment doing so.

And he likes to model for my camera. He’s quite photogenic, don’t you think?

“Time spent with cats is never wasted.” – Sigmund Freud

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