Me and my kitties…strolling down the avenue…

This summer being home trapped in “La Casa De Tres Gatos Locos” other wise known as “the house of three crazy cats” I’ve grown closer to my three furry little ones. We’ve enjoyed each others company. I’ve relished in the massive doses of kitty love I have received too.

It is hard to believe how they could, but they’ve grown even more spoiled than there were before I got sick and by me of course! Imagine that!

McAllister has come to enjoy and now demand to have her special vet purchased canned cat food given to her from a spoon held me while she sits on the kitchen counter none the less.

And my dear little Gurney who for the longest time was happy to be the only one who consistently would eat at her bowl on the floor now at times demands to be catered to as well eating her tooth brush treats and lately even her dry food on the kitchen counter.

Dunkin has to pick her spot for her dining which can be anywhere from where her dish sits in the kitchen to the dining area, living room or even the bathroom and of course I humbly follow her around with her special vet purchased kidney canned food, plate, spoon and paper plate—she is a messy eater until she finds the right spot. This isn’t exactly new for us with her but combined with the other two–this can be exhausting let me tell you!

I am a humble cat servant. I know my place well! We aims to please!

There have been some revelations for me with my little ones too. Early on I decided to have a “serious” conversation with Gurney while I was in the kitchen one day making toast and she was after me whining for some butter. She has been my “butter baby” as I call her. Margarine and butter were about the only extra kind of treats she enjoyed. So I would indulge her when baking or when we had butter allowing her to lick the knife, dish or measuring cup.

That practice of giving my furry little ones people food ended when McAllister got stomach problems last year due to the people foods she was enjoying that ended up hurting her stomach. I decided I was in fact being a bad kitty mommy for doing this and stopped. But of course my little furry ones continued to want what they once were able to enjoy.

So for my peace of mind one morning I very seriously talked with Gurney in depth about this and you know what, she stopped asking for her butter treats and does not come upstairs out of a sound sleep anymore to ask for it when she hears the lid of a container open! I kid you not.

One day when McAllister and I were alone and in I was talking to her about something, I looked into her eyes and I felt a stir inside a deeply spiritual stir looking into those eyes. There was a depth to them I had not experienced before. It was a profound moment of connection. I understand why the ancients worshiped cats after that penetrating experience with her.

A friend of mine recently lost her very special calico cat and when she was over McAllister paid extra loving attention in a way she has not done before to her as if she knew something.

Cats understand far more than I ever realized! It is truly amazing!

As well as a tad bit spooky…I have to wonder now just how much they know when I spell words because I don’t what them to know what I am talking about! Inset smiley face here please!

Perhaps just perhaps all that spoiling has allowed me to experience these very interesting opportunities…so for now I will remain a humble cat servant and they will graciously allow me to share a household with them! Well, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it anyway! Insert another smiley face here please!!

What are some revelations you’ve discovered or noticed in your world?