Winter wind bellows
Whips around house, windows creak
Cats snuggle in bed.
Art Prescription: After I’m up and trying to shake off my morning chill, my cats slink into the warm rumpled covers on my bed. I look at them somewhat jealous, “that’s what you are doing?” Have they no respect for feeling productive, making meaning out of life, living with purpose!!!!! Nope! They solely seek warmth and comfort.
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What a sweetie
She is sweet Sharon. She was an adolescent mom with four kittens not doing well at the shelter. We brought her and her babies home. That was about 14 years ago. Sniff.
Cats sure know how to live it up.
Yes, I think it might be nice to come back as a cat.