i want to be like rose.
my husband got her from a customer as a cute little kitty. they put her in a box and he left for an hour ride home on 2 major highways. no sooner was he on the first highway then the little fur ball burst out of the box, onto the dash, then onto the truck floor.
“shoot,” he thought, “this will be a great ride home!” he was sweeping at the floor with his big hands in a furtive attempt to grab the beast, while trying to keep his eyes on the road, it was much like a drunk trying to capture a chicken. presently, the little thing crawled onto the seat after catching her claws on the edge of it and swinging wildly. she looked up at him as if to say, “don’t ever try to put me in a box again.” he found himself apologizing sheepishly. she made the high leap onto his lap and slept their the rest of the way.
we all fell in love with her immediately. her gorgeous maine coon coat, black with chestnut highlights, glowed in the light.
this was almost 2 years ago. she’s taught me many lessons in that time.
- sleep. a lot. day and night if you must
- hunt with the best of them, keeping your area clean of all vermin
- leave special gifts for those you love, especially in unexpected places where they won’t miss them
- if you have mats in your fur that you are inefficient at untangling, allow the people to comb them out. it’s good for you and for them
- hide around corners from time to time and pounce people, just for kicks
- tear across the room like a banshee from time to time, climb walls, and swing furniture
- sleep wherever you want: on a couch, on their pillow, on a lap…
- take delight in the little things. you don’t need expensive things to enjoy life
- know your people and love them a lot. brush up against them. purr at them. push what they are doing out of your way and make yourself comfortable there
- if people mess with you, ignore them. then hiss. then draw your claws, swipe them across the face, and teach them a lesson they won’t soon forget