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Cats purr when they feel things profoundly.
My last two waking have been a bit odd, as they were both preceded by dreams that took place my bedroom current bedroom. which hasn't happened before. in its current configuration. which is brand new.
This last time, my dearly departed only ever true love was awake and at my side, like he was in life, making cursory attempt to wake me as he would, climbing on to my pillow and brushing against me.
His earnest attempts to rouse me would have involve headbutting and pats on the cheek, and in extremis, taking his tiny front teeth close to the root of my hair for tugs.
With the furniture moved, the open window is above the pillow. and i thought, good for cats, that, and thought to flick at the shade i'd made so he could notice he could the window open for him to in the screened ledge.
It was all one smooth movement, from usual salutation to him discovering the window and jumping to it, as he loved the fresh air, and in lieu of bring me outside with him, would go on his own
and as he disappeared behind the blind
i opened my eyes.
i'd gone to sleep happy, the first time in a long while, and i woke feeling content. peaceful, even.
i stayed that way for a nice while as well