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Lessons My Cat Has Taught Me—Number 11: Sometimes Yes, Sometimes No

My last lesson was all about freedom and love. And so, I suppose, is this one. This is how it usually goes. Loki comes in from his day outdoors between 9 and 10 at night. I give him his yummy wet food for dinner. We go upstairs. I brush my teeth, he drinks from the…

Lessons My Cat Has Taught Me—Number 10: Trouble Becomes True Love

Once upon a time there was a little itty-bitty kitty named Bubbles. He lived in a small cage at Brother Wolf Animal Rescue. He sat on a towel in the back corner of the cage and made defiant little meows at everyone who passed by. He had cute white mittens and socks, a white chin…

Lessons My Cat Has Taught Me—Number 9: They’re Just *Things*

I acquired a lovely new rug as a housewarming present. Loki has commenced to shred it. My leather armchair and matching ottoman, which survived nearly 20 years in pristine condition, have been reduced to a mass of punctures and scratches in 8 months. They used to be my nicest pieces of furniture. My expensive honeycomb…

Lessons My Cat Has Taught Me—Number 8: The Catfather

Here’s what you need to know: Loki will make me an offer I can’t refuse. Look at this animal and tell me that—short of brute force implementation (I am bigger than he is, although my claws are nowhere near as sharp, nor my teeth as pointy)—this cat ever does something that he doesn’t acquiesce to….

Snowfall in Asheville

The big snow is underway. If it keeps up as advertised, we’ll have a foot of snow by the end of the day tomorrow. It’s pretty. Neighborhood children and youngsters are sledding down the steep road on the north side of my yard, even after dark. I’m enjoying being indoors where it’s warm and bright….

Five Years On

A year ago today, Bob moved to Asheville. Four years before that, we met for the first time in the poker room at Harrah’s Casino in Las Vegas. Half a decade. Lucky me! Happy anniversary, sweetheart. A Year Ago: Hearts & Flowers Valentines Day came early for me this year… [read more]

Lessons My Cat Has Taught Me: Number 7—Kisses

When I open the door to my home, more often that not Loki is perched atop the back of my armchair by the door, waiting to greet me. If he’s not, he usually comes running to assume that position. He meows while I take off my shoes and coat, meows until I pick him up—feet…

Puddle Love

[I believe the original source of this video is David Neils.] When was the last time you romped or frolicked? When no one was watching or cared and you just cut loose with your bad self? Was it prompted by joy or merely the cause of joy? Or both? Who cares which?! Splash in those…

Lessons My Cat Has Taught Me: Number 6—Purr

There are many things one can say in praise of cats: they are elegant, fearsome, independent, athletic, soft ‘n’ furry, warm, etc. But I will tell you that my very favorite thing about cats is that they purr. The rumbling vibrations of a purring cat will pass into your body and fix what ails you….

Lessons My Cat Has Taught Me: Number 5—Show Your Belly

Despite Loki’s pose, this is not an invitation to don a hula skirt and show off your shimmying navel (not that there’s anything wrong with that). When mammals—especially predators—roll over onto their backs and show their bellies, they are making themselves vulnerable. They are revealing their soft spots, literally. They are opening themselves to the…