I love being at Tom Cat Towers but I just cannot put my paw on why some days I just feel so down and deflated.
I have everything a cat could have; a fabulous new life, my human loves me beyond diamonds, I have cheap-crap tigers to eat on demand, cat nip on tap and a huge ginger lummox who follows me everywhere (that's a bit of a downside to be honest!)…. But sometimes I just wish I was normal and could do things normal cats do. Like jumping on things, running in a straight line without falling over, (in fact running at all would be a major miracle); not being called Miss Stinky when my self grooming is a bit hit and miss and I would LOVE to be able to meow properly!
When I have these days when I feel really off, I just blank the world out. I lie with my nose on the carpet shutting out the entire world just contemplating life. My energy levels just go and I flop. I don’t get up when the human makes its way into the kitchen and I don’t bother when the cheap-crap tigers are doled out. My human will come and give me a cuddle, but I just don’t respond, I think she knows I'm feeling miserable.
I know I should be grateful and greet each day with a smile on my whiskers, but I just don’t have any enthusiasm.
I just want to be left alone to my misery.
That’s where the ginger flea-bag takes over. He feels I need a hug and will come and flop next to me. I think he feels that I need cheering up, and that he’s the only cat for the job. I can’t be bothered to clout him, so we just lie cuddled up for a few hours. I suppose he feels that it gives his life some meaning and that he is sharing in a caring sort of way my low-life moment, but I just wish he would go away. I put up with it, simply because I can’t be bothered with him and can't be bothered to make the effort to move, but the fact he cuddles up depresses me even more.
He has appalling bad breath and bits of leaves and slugs in his fur which are rather distasteful, his back end is just beyond words and he always had bits of dried gunge in his eyes. That cat’s hygiene leaves a lot to be desired.
I couldn’t bear being in his company so when I awoke I gave him a very hard stare in the hope that he would take the hint and stop bothering me. Then I took myself off to find somewhere more fragrant to have a snooze.
Willi’s version
Today I came into my own!! My unique healing skills really shone as I picked Dippi up out of her gloom. It’s a gift which I seem to have in bucket loads. I have definitely got a very nurturing nature.
Dippi seemed to have collapsed on the carpet as if the weight of the world was upon her. She has days like this as if all her life-levels have fallen to zero. I crept up to her sleeping form, she didn’t move, she didn't even open an eye. I had a good sniff from ears to tail tip. No movement. Clearly she was in need of some energy and love transfer so I snuggled down next to her and gave her a cuddle. It took a while, but with all my positive energy and thoughts a miracle then happened (not that I was surprised, I have honed my healing powers to such an incredible level) as she got up, gave me an appreciative look then paddled off to enjoy the rest of the day full of renewed vigour courtesy of you know who (ME!!!)
The day couldn’t get any better. I just love being a carer.
I wonder if I can elevate my status to Saint. It has to come one day; my miraculous powers cannot go unnoticed.
A Morning Kiss
A morning kiss, a discreet touch of his nose landing somewhere on the middle of my face.
Because his long white whiskers tickled, I began every day laughing.
Janet F Faure
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