The world is so full of troubles today. There is so much tension, worry, apprehension
and fear. I’ve got very human concerns about a pandemic, a wild election, and global
warming.
I’m also struggling with insurance issues, finance concerns,
a dear relative struggling with health, and repairs from a minor car accident.
Then there’s the very wonky computer that NEEDS to be
replaced (though I haven’t had the time to research the “by what” part),
writing deadlines, a tedious edit, the daily fight against writer’s block, and
this cruel thing called a “D-I-E-T” that I MUST embrace so that I don’t end up
coming out of quarantine looking like someone on one of those humiliating and
awful TV shows.
Hey, each day is a challenge.
As I sit at my desk, trying to decide which pile of “very
important stuff” I should attempt to tackle, a cat runs across my keyboard.
Sigh.
Now, I love my cats. I have two characters, “Macaroni and
Cheese”, who were rescued long ago, so they are a little “long in the tooth”. Today, I am also minding my granddaughter’s 4
month old kitten, Benny.
Benny is not a rescue. In fact, the day may come when WE
need to be rescued FROM Benny. He is a
force to be reckoned with. My
granddaughter has cat allergies. She’s
always wanted a cat. In a moment of
slight insanity, my daughter gifted her with a hypo-allergic cat, a Siberian,
for her birthday.
These Siberian cats cost a bundle. The magic is that their “fur” is
different, it doesn’t have dander. So it
works for Catherine, and she loves this ultra expensive designer cat.
He is faster than my old guys.
He is more daring than my old guys.
He has absolutely NO manners at all. But he's extremely entertaining.
As I watch these cats play, I see the phenomenal stressors
they must endure.
They must take turns at the food dish.
They must wrestle to claim their favorite spot on the couch.
They must compete with my hands on the computer keys when
they’d much rather be stroked.
They must move their warm sleeping spot from window to
window as the sun moves in the sky.
They must take turns at the food dish again. And again.
More naps. More romps
around the room. More naps.
Tough life, right?
Despite their many
challenges, I think I’d rather be a cat.
How about you?
Christine Bush is the
award winning author of over 20 stories of romance, romantic mystery, and
suspense. She also writes Middle Grade Fiction.
When she’s not writing, she can be found teaching Psychology at a local
college, working with clients as a Marriage and Family Therapist in private
practice, having fun with her husband and 14 grandchildren, and (currently)
chasing three rambunctious, Christmas ornament stealing cats around the
house. Life is grand!
Her novella, “Christmas with the Cat Lady”, is a
sweet romance available in ebook or print. It makes a great gift!
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