Claus

We have two kitties here on the Farmlet. Claus and Little Bit.  I love them both, but it is Claus who has become my kitty.

He is the only cat I’ve ever had that will instantly begin to purr when I say his name.   Although he can be aloof at times, he is after all a cat, the very next minute he will be in my lap demanding attention and he rarely takes “No” for an answer.  He follows me when I do chores, weeding, raking, gathering eggs, etc.  I must tell you of course, that the chickens take an exception to his visits in their run and can become downright peckish when he checks to see what I am getting out of the nest boxes!

Claus was adopted from the animal shelter and at the time we didn’t realize he had a dislocated knee.  It wasn’t till he got a few months older that we began to notice his limp.  We took him to the vet and were told that we would need to wait till he was older for surgery, but that as long as he wasn’t in noticeable pain and could get around OK, then we needn’t have him operated on.  (I had misgivings about that advice)  And so it is, that when he walks he looks gimpy, and yet he’s the best mouser I have ever seen.  I can get him to come running home by calling out “CLAUS KITTY… com’on CLAUS!”  Well, for a gimpy cat, he can race home amazingly fast for dinner and some kitty-lovin’s!

Of course when I want him he’s nowhere to be found!

However, the other night I got lucky.  I started calling for him and Little Bit found him for me!

Gee, thanks Little Bit!

“Too… CROWDED…  ergh!  Go AWAY…”

“and stay out!

Uh… Mom, maybe you should change her name to Little Brat!”

I love both of my kitties, but Claus is my special kitty boy.

Hidden

This morning: I found a photo of the night sky in Tanzania.  It was stunning to see a photograph that showed so many stars in that night sky, and to realize that where we live it is impossible to get that same view.  Intellectually, we know that the stars are there, and that there are infinitely  “Billions and Billions” of them as Carl Sagan would say it, but we simply cannot see them from here.  Our atmosphere, particulates in the air, and light pollution are responsible for obscuring our view.  It is unfortunate.

Later in the day:  I saw a post from a friend and realized that we were experiencing similar feelings of late.  It was uncanny how very similar to mine they were actually.

I found these words within me and sent them to convey my similar feelings…

My heart bleeds out in words
I’ve penned in apparent anonymity.
Whilst those around me fail to see…
How much I have to give.

I then promptly had myself a good cry.  I suppose I needed it as I haven’t cried for a very long while.  So by now I had conveyed my feelings of friendship, had a good cry, and went on with my day.

Now here’s the thing, that photograph kept coming back to me, I couldn’t shake its vision from my memory.  It was then I made the connection that those stars were like our distant friendships.  We have seemingly vast distances between us, which keep us from seeing each other when we want, but like those billions of stars our friendships are not void for being unable to see the persons they’re attached to.  Do the stars the photograph clearly shows us cease to exist simply because we do not see them or reach out and touch them?  Certainly not.

And so it is with our friendships.  We move away, no longer see each other and at times, like these stars, we are silent with one another… but still here whether you see us or not.

Photo Credit:  http://photography.nationalgeographic.com/photography/photo-of-the-day