A short and sweet note of gratitude today...I am grateful for cats.
The dog may be wonderful prose, but only the cat is poetry.
These wonderful little creatures bring such joy and comfort into our lives (along with furballs and clawed up furniture and constant demands to be let in-and-out and in-and-out!) There is something inexplicably soothing about the presence of a cat. Their individual personalities are a source of amusement (or should I say bemusement?!), wonder and delight.
Cats can work out mathematically the exact place to sit that will cause most inconvenience.
Here is our regal Winston, who has laid claim to my pretty butterfly rug:
And when our feline friends lean into our arms and grace us with purring...ah, whose heart is not flooded with warmth and love?
Are we really sure the purring is coming from the kitty and not from our very own hearts?
~Emme Woodhull-Bäche, translated
If purring could be encapsulated, it'd be the most powerful anti-depressant on the pharmaceutical market.
~Alexis F. Hope
If we treated everyone we meet with the same affection we bestow upon our favorite cat, they, too, would purr.
If there were to be a universal sound depicting peace, I would surely vote for the purr.
~Barbara L. Diamond
M and our tiny Polly, doing her best impersonation of a scarf:
And here are a few quotations I came across and thought captured that certain je ne c'est quoi *essence of cat* very well:
After scolding one's cat one looks into its face and is seized by the ugly suspicion that it understood every word. And has filed it for reference.
Cats as a class, have never completely got over the snootiness caused by that fact that in Ancient Egypt they were worshipped as gods.
He liked companionship, but he wouldn't be petted, or fussed over, or sit in anyone's lap a moment; he always extricated himself from such familiarity with dignity and with no show of temper. If there was any petting to be done, however, he chose to do it. Often he would sit looking at me, and then, moved by a delicate affection, come and pull at my coat and sleeve until he could touch my face with his nose, and then go away contented.
~Charles Dudley Warner
If I called her she would pretend not to hear, but would come a few moments later when it could appear that she had thought of doing so first.
Happy Friday to all my fellow cat lovers (and to everyone else too!)
As always, each Friday I invite you to click over to Diana Strinati Baur's blog. Diana is the founder of the Gratitude Friday Club, and has a list of the club members on her blog...check them out too, your heart will be lifted by the wonderful expressions of gratitude.