My cats give me inspiration.
Sounds a little kooky but it’s true.
Mr. Snuggles is a quirky fella. He likes to sleep in baskets of dirty laundry.
This morning, it seemed that he wanted to cheer me up after my summer clothing fitting attempts. He seemed to sense that I am lonely in that all of my kids are away this weekend. They have gone to spread their wings in exploring new horizons, expanding their interests and social circles. Of course, I am happy and proud for them.
The Catholic up-bringing compels me to express some Motherly guilt in that I have no fresh flowers to display on the dining table.
Snuggles jumped on my lap to console me, to turn my sadness into some catty, dark humour. He revelled at the thought of creating a comic, of comparing Miss Geneva to a Science Fiction character in honour of the COMICON and TCAF events this weekend.
Sometimes I personify Geneva with different qualities and moods. Sometimes I’m just projecting my own frustrations and insecurities.
Every time we visit the veterinarian, we are reminded that Geneva needs to lose weight. Hmm, the same thing happens during my annual checkups…
We’re working on ways to help her move more and to eat less. Food should not be a reward.
Mmmm, NetFlix and potato chips…
Thanks for dropping by, for reading and enjoying gratuitous cat pictures. The Internet just doesn’t have enough.
Have a lovely Mother’s Day – if you can get it.