Like many others I finally succumbed and put up the Christmas tree. I have very rarely put the tree up much before December 18th but this year is a year of change in many ways. I needed the lift that staring at a brightly lit tree gives me. Callie loves Christmas, I think. She loves to lay under the tree as if to remind us all of what a gift she really is – and she is! And a blessing in many ways. I don’t know how I would have gotten through these difficult months without her. I know cats have a reputation for climbing (and often destroying) Christmas trees. Callie has never been destructive in any way. (Her mama raised her to have good manners LOL – wasn’t me, she came to me when she was two years old haha.) Here she is in all her Christmas glory:
It’s been a while since I posted any photos of my fur-baby and constant companion. Still one of my favorite things to do: photo sessions with my kitty . . .
Time to take a page out of Callie’s book!
This is my fur baby. Her name is Callie and she absolutely loves to be scratched. She is not one to sit on your lap but she is very affectionate. I love my Callie-cat.
Callie-cat loves to smell the flowers out on the balcony. She is a comfort and a reminder life is not all doom and gloom.
Hoping you all have a lovely day.
For centuries it has been debated whether or not pets have souls. I am an animal lover, always have been, always will be. Personally, I believe they do have souls (and humans are pretty arrogant to think that only we two-legged beings posses such a thing). I have a cat. You many or may not have seen some of my blog posts and photos of her. She is my comfort animal, often a source of great entertainment, and always my furry friend. Actually, she is more than a friend. She is family. I think most of us who are the parents of fur babies feel the same way. And, anyone who has been comforted and loved by any animal will likely agree that their love truly is unconditional. Much more so than human love with our biases, conditions, and selfish needs. So, how could you not believe animals possess something of the Divine?
I truly do not understand people who do not really like animals. Yesterday I watched a dog and cat in the backyard. The cat had been shaved except for the head and yip of its tail. It’s a fairly new trend and I abhor it. No doubt its owner is trying to cut down on the amount of fur shed all over furniture and floors. See, to me, if you love animals you won’t mind putting up with the fur that seems to be everywhere. Callie-cat sheds a lot. At one point a woman I had rented an apartment from tried to convince me to have her shaved. You don’t want to know my response but it went something like, ‘when hell freezes over’ or ‘over my dead body’ or words to that effect. Honestly, I don’t remember what I said but I know it was a very emphatic ‘NO’. I love and respect her too much to ever submit her to that level of humiliation. I also don’t like cats and dogs dressed in those cute little outfits for much the same reason.
Cats and dogs, as well as other companion animals bring us so much love. In many ways they give us much more than we can ever hope to give them. Today is a sad day. My son and his wife had to take their little dog to the vet to make his final journey over the “rainbow bridge”. They are heart broken, even though they both know they have given him wonderful care his passing has left a huge hole that will take time to heal. Teather was a very sweet little dog with lots of personality, and more importantly lots of love he freely gave. He will be so missed. So, as I write this, I am seeing those large brown eyes gazing at each of us with pure love shining outward. Do animals have souls? I absolutely believe they do!
Callie has a personality all her own. She’s quite an individual! My daughter took these photos out on the balcony (where Callie likes to hunt spiders and anything else that moves). She has an appetite for spider’s webs. We call it candy floss for cats (well for this one anyway). So, I thought I’d share them, and hopefully bring a bit of joy. I hope they make you smile and/or laugh out loud.
Nothing like a snack of silky web in the morning!
When the world seems like a crazy place. When I am bone tired and don’t want to walk one more step. When life is hard and times seem tough, there she is again. Her simple needs and constant love lift me up again. I am so grateful for my fur baby, and so blessed to share her life.
Divine One, thank you for the gift of pets.
I was so happy to have our fur baby with me during our brief stay in Edmonton. She did a fair bit of crying when we first left home, at least for the first little bit, but on the way back she was ready for it. And, yes, she did enjoy the hotel room (I told you I’d let you know of her decision). She enjoyed exploring all the new smells and especially the window where she could investigate, at least visually, the big city. She spent the first half of the journey home on my lap. She remembered not to get under my seat where she’d suffered the indignities of wet paws and a dirty tail on the way down. On the final leg of the trip she settled down in the back of the car and had a nice cat nap.
Callie really is my furry angel and I fully understand how our pets came to be called ‘comfort animals’. She certainly comforts me. We hit freezing rain as we made our way back into the city we call home. It was stressful. But, having Callie aboard definitely helped lessen my anxiety. Here are a couple of photos of Callie in the hotel room, and in the car going home.
Its been a while since we drove any distance with our beloved fur baby along for the ride. The last time was the spring of 2016 when we were fleeing a forest fire. Callie is a fairly well traveled cat. She has flown from Ontaro to Newfoundland and years later, from there to Alberta. She’s also been on several small road trips. But, it’s been a while. Suffice to say today’s little journey was not without its adventures. For one thing winter has made an appearance so the floor mats are quite wet from the mess on my boots. So, I arrived at the hotel covered in fur and in small paw prints. This is Callie’s first winter excursion and the place she most likes to ride is under my seat – Not so great this time of year. Her paws got a soaking and her beautiful fluffy tail got rather dirty. She, being fastidious, was not impressed. Poor baby. She’s not given to sitting on my lap but she made an exception today my lap being dry and much warmer than the floor. Yet we have arrived at our destination safe and sound if a little disheveled. Oh the horrors……She is now perched upon the back of a chair and making up her mind whether the room is to her satisfaction. I will let you know what her decision is on the matter. By now you all know who rules the roost. Yes, seriously. Hahaha