I Am Your Cat
Author Unknown
I am your cat, and I have a
little something I'd like to whisper in your ear.
I know that you humans lead
busy lives. Some have to work, some have children to raise.
It always seems like you are running here and there, often
much too fast, often never noticing the truly grand things in
life.
Look down at me now, while you
sit there at your computer. See the way my eyes look at
yours?
They are slightly cloudy now.
That comes with age. The gray hairs are beginning to ring my
soft muzzle.
You smile at me; I see love in
your eyes. What do you see in mine? Do you see a spirit? A
soul inside, who loves you as no other could in the world? A
spirit that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrong doing
for just a simple moment of your time?
That is all I ask. To slow
down, if even for a few minutes to be with me. So many times
you have been saddened by the words you read on that screen,
of others of my kind, passing.
Sometimes we die young and oh
so quickly, sometimes so suddenly it wrenches your heart out
of your throat. Sometimes, we age so slowly before your eyes
that you may not even seem to know until the very end, when
we look at you with grizzled muzzles and cataract clouded
eyes.
Still the love is always
there, even when we must take that long sleep, to run free in
a distant land. I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here
next week. Someday you will shed the water from your eyes,
that humans have when deep grief fills their souls, and you
will be angry at yourself that you did not have just
"One more day" with me.
Because I love you so, your
sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me. We have NOW,
together. So come, sit down here next to me, and look deep
into my eyes. What do you see? If you look hard and deep
enough we will talk, you and I, heart to heart.
Come to me not as
"alpha" or as "owner" or even "Mom
or Dad," come to me as a living soul and stroke my fur
and let us look deep into one another's eyes, and talk. I may
tell you something about the fun of batting toys, or I may
tell you something profound about myself, or even life in
general.
You decided to have me in your
life because you wanted a soul to share such things with.
Someone very different from you, and here I am.
I am a cat, but I am alive. I
feel emotion, I feel physical senses, and I can revel in the
differences of our spirits and souls. I do not think of you
as a "Cat on two feet" -- I know what you are. You
are human, in all your quirkiness, and I love you still.
Now, come sit with me. Enter
my world, and let time slow down if only for 15 minutes. Look
deep into my eyes, and whisper into my ears. Speak with your
heart, with your joy and I will know your true self. We may
not have tomorrow, and life is oh so very short.........