Happy New Year to everyone. 2013 will be great because we are all still alive, and can plan our day! I hope that we all have many more days, and many more years here to enjoy this beautiful time here on earth. So, thinking of what I appreciate, oh so many things. Thinking of my cat, named Murry. He is a CAT. I went to a New Years Day gathering today where there was a CAT that was not just a CAT. Her name was "Princess." A beautiful, white luxurious haired gal. Ok, queen. She knew, she was a Princess. She licked her paw and cleaned her nose in the most delicate of way. She nuzzled up to me and purred.
In my younger/youth days, I loved to listen to stories on an album playing as I fell to sleep. (Album?) One of the stories I loved and listened to time and time again but could never really understand, was
Just So Stories
by Rudyard Kipling
"THE CAT THAT WALKED BY HIMSELF"
Here is a quote from it:
"The Dog was wild, and the Horse was wild, and the Cow was wild, and the Sheep was wild, and the Pig was wild—as wild as wild could be—and they walked in the Wet Wild Woods by their wild lones. But the wildest of all the wild animals was the Cat. He walked by himself, and all places were alike to him."
There I was today, sitting with a "Princess" kitty. I then came home to a CAT.
Murry was crunching on a mouse, and enjoying the FIRST of his new year 2013. For he is a cat, and that
is what (they) he does.
He is WILD.
Can you see it in his eyes?
I wonder what he would do if he met "Princess." ?