Thursday, February 7, 2013
To Beau, my beloved black cat who still runs when I make a sudden and unexpected movement in his direction...You are right to run in abject terror when I shift positions on the couch unexpectedly or maybe change directions while walking through the house or even when I drop something in the kitchen because really Beau, you just never know when I might decide I love you so much that I want to eat you. It isn't a far stretch of the imagination that even after rescuing you off the highway when you were just a kitten, loving and caring for you after all these years...eleven to be exact...that I might one day just say to myself, hmmm...I've never eaten a cat before, I bet it would go well with risotto and mushrooms. So, yes. You are right to run, scramble, skedaddle...all those things you do so well...as long as you come back in a few moments and snuggle in again...once you deem it safe to, of course.
Posted by Laura Heilman at 12:53 PM