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Mar. 19th, 2011 05:52 pmThere is nothing quite like having a pretty little lady kitty curl up on your lap and snooze a bit.
It's always on her schedule, of course, not mine, because she is a Cat, and that is the Catly way things are done; and I can't do anything while she's on my lap; but it's intensely relaxing, and just a bit zen, to just tilt back a bit and be nothing more and nothing less than a cat bed for a while.
(And sometimes during moments like these I feel an overwhelming surge of complete and unconditional Love, strong enough that it makes me cry a little. I don't quite get it, because it's not just the "n'awwwww cute" reaction I get to other pets, either stories or pictures or pettings or whatever. I don't quite get the why or the how of this feeling, it doesn't come at other times, it's just ... /there/.)
It's always on her schedule, of course, not mine, because she is a Cat, and that is the Catly way things are done; and I can't do anything while she's on my lap; but it's intensely relaxing, and just a bit zen, to just tilt back a bit and be nothing more and nothing less than a cat bed for a while.
(And sometimes during moments like these I feel an overwhelming surge of complete and unconditional Love, strong enough that it makes me cry a little. I don't quite get it, because it's not just the "n'awwwww cute" reaction I get to other pets, either stories or pictures or pettings or whatever. I don't quite get the why or the how of this feeling, it doesn't come at other times, it's just ... /there/.)