It’s raining cats and dogs outside.
Which is weird because my cat is right here next to me. It’s probably because she’s lazy and not always up for outdoor adventures.
Anyway, Magic is curled up on a chair that I’ve positioned alongside my work desk. Every few minutes, I look over at her and smile.
I remember to be grateful for the little things in life:
- I have a roof over my head that provides shelter from the rain, which is actually a big thing on rainy days like today.
- I have food in my belly, even though I’m dieting.
- I have a partner who wraps her arms around me at night and kisses me goodnight.
- I have a furry companion to keep me company.
I am grateful that Magic allows me to care for her. She sleeps on the Snuggie that I carefully fluff up for her. She eats the food that I put out for and laps up the water. She plays when I crinkle up a small piece of paper into a ball or fetch one of her cat toys.
She rewards me with sandpaper kisses and her company. Sometimes she crawls up my chest, hooks her front paws over my shoulder and falls fast asleep. Other times, like today, she is content to sleep near me.
I wonder if she realizes how lucky she is to have such luxuries like a soft Snuggie to curl up on, an endless supply of food, and shelter from the rain, especially on days like today. After all, she is a shelter cat who spent her first few weeks on the city streets of Philadelphia.
And then I remember how lucky I am to have such a magic creature who reminds me of all of my blessings.
How a about you, Flannel readers? What have you learned from your pet?