I think cats must be among the most Zen creatures alive. Star just ran off a burst of energy, flying through the house, upstairs and down. In a dog, it would be called the “zoomies”, and now, she’s lying here with me snoozing. She shifts from one state to another seamlessly.
I am something of a workaholic, and when I’m depressed or blue, I throw myself into my work too hard. At this point, I don’t have a job (and since I’ll no longer be teaching, I guess I’ll end up with a low-responsibility routine job) so I’m just trying to keep myself busy.
It’s not nonsense, CAT. You wrote two blogs so far, and I’m here to say that we canines will foil your plans of domination.
Bella and Purrsy made my old house a home. They’re needy, misbehaving little children, and you can’t help but love them. They were expert snugglers, and so very sweet. Every morning, I used to wake up laying on my side with Bella sleeping against my belly, and Purrsy fast asleep in the crook of my bent legs.