On days like this it's so hard for me to stay focused. I want to be funny and upbeat but I have one of those hearts that takes the lead. It has gotten me into so much trouble over the years when it rules over my head.
For example, my brain knows I am powerless over the culture in this country. Powerless. But my heart keeps hoping people will see the light. My brain says it's not my job to enlighten people; my heart insists I try.
While they duke it out, I sit here in my haven filled with loving, funny creatures who want nothing more than to be fed, loved and have a safe place to poop.
Little Boo! has discovered the shelf above the refrigerator - not to poop, thank goodness - but to feel like she's on top of the world. This thing is called a bulkhead. In reality, it is a pointless element of architecture, with the only purpose being an easy place for unreachable dust to accumulate.
Over the years, ours has held various objet d'art including paintings, posters, vases, and an ugly dollhouse as well as artificial greenery - equally ugly. NOBODY ever looked up at the junk. Who does that? I had a friend who used to display huge stuffed animals, like the kind you would win at a carnival, on hers. She said they made her happy. Hey, who am I to judge - the Cat Lady here.
Well, I wish the thing didn't exist because it has become a super highway for cats. Last night, Boo! and Dash were chasing each other across it at full speed. I just knew someone was going to fall. But unlike Ragdolls (remember Chance fell) Abys are pretty agile. Neither fell but I was a nervous wreck.
My daughter was here yesterday and she got to see firsthand the brother/sister
dynamics between Dash and Boo! I watched her as she watched them to see if she recognized any similarities between their behavior and that of her and her own brother. She did. "Mom! He follows her around just like a big brother!" I wondered if she would notice little sister squealing (tattling) when big brother merely touched her. She didn't. We only see what we want to see. (Insert huge smile.)
I was just cleaning litter boxes (hey, that's my life) and Boo! came flying around the corner and jumped into a box to quickly do her thing so she could go back to playing. She looked just like a little kid who holds it to the very last minute because they don't want to stop having fun.
There are so many ways in which animals and humans are alike. If people would take the time to see that, I think cruelty and indifference would cease. Well, at least it would help - some. Hey, I can hope...
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