Meditation (yawn)

Can anyone explain to me why it is that the older and slower cats only seem interested in eating and meditating? 

There they sit, usually in a little patch of sunshine, their paws tucked neatly into their chests in “Kitty Yoga Position”, their eyes at half mast and completely motionless for hours on end. 

How do they do it?

I tried meditating once.

I decided it’s highly over-rated. 

My whiskers kept twitching and, besides which, I couldn’t make my tail hold still. (I swear, the thing had a mind of its own!)   

By the time I’d twirled around enough times, caught it and managed to pin it down, the older and slower cats were extremely irritated with me.

 Psyche, the feline matriarch, even cuffed my ears before stomping away to a “More Tranquil Area of the House.”  She sternly warned me NOT to follow her!

My witch says it takes practice.  Well, the older and slower cats certainly do THAT enough!  They practice all the time. 

Boring!
I'd rather sprawl my legs out and just relax....

I'm so Sweet!

First of all, allow me to explain that my immaculate little white paws are not very adept at typing.  I’m sure that, given time, I will be able to master this skill.  In the meanwhile, my witch has taken upon herself the task of transcribing the entries I make in my diary and posting them in a “blog”.

I am perfectly fine with this.  But, make no mistake, the words are all Mine – not hers!

Therefore, I was understandably flattered and delighted when she informed me that this “blog” had won an award from Debra – She Who Seeks. 

“What’s the award for?” I asked as I mentally ran through the endless list of possibilities: Bravery, Cleverness, Humility, Superior Intelligence, Remarkable Insightfulness… 

My thoughts were interrupted by her response.  “Because you’re so sweet.”

“I am?”  This was one adjective that hadn’t occurred to me.

“Yes, you are!” my mistress laughed and kissed me - which of course prompted a quick bath on my part!

She then showed me a picture of the award – a marvelous confection of strawberries.  I happen to love strawberries!!!

“Let’s go get it,” I said.  “I want to eat it right now!”

She told me that it was a metaphoric picture symbolizing “sweetness”.  After she’d explained to me what “metaphoric” meant, I was at first disappointed.  One definitely cannot eat a metaphor.

“So what do I do with it?” I asked.

My mistress said that we should “pay it forward” to other blogs that we thought were incredibly sweet and wonderful.  And then she also promised to buy some strawberries at the store.

This was a win/win situation – I could eat my strawberries and share them too!

I immediately thought of my friend Magaly – she leaves such sweet and encouraging messages for me whenever I get in trouble.  I have a feeling that if I was HER familiar-in-training, she’d let me eat salmon w/ whipped cream every day and never, ever scold me!  Not only that, I just LOVE the creepy, spooky stories she writes on her Pagan Culture blog.

Also, Amethjera of a Broom with a View.  It is so sweet the way she’s concerned that I might get hurt in one of my outdoor escapades .

I think one should also go to Clara of Witchy Godmother.  She writes sweet stories for children in her blog and, sometimes, when I don’t understand something magical that my own witch is explaining to me, one of Witchy Godmother’s stories will make it perfectly clear.  

And,  I can’t forget Mrs. B and her Confessions of a Pagan Soccer Mom.  She has been so sweet and encouraging to me ever since I was a bitty kitten and first started keeping this diary.  In fact, she may be the sweetest person I know!

So those are MY nominees.  My mistress agreed, although she had her own reasons – namely that she thought these were some of the best and most interesting blogs she’d run across.

And now my witch and I get to go eat some strawberries!