Is it Monday already?
I'm just getting over the big Sunday we had yesterday. Everybody loves our parish. Some people come to see me and hear a groovy sermon which is thankfully short, although I do get lap time with some folks. Others come not because they're religious or anything, but to appreciate a communal worship and down-to-earth people to hang out with. Hey, it's the truth. I know everybody leaves feeling a little better about the world in general and their world in particular.
Monday for me is a day for grooming. And, who do I turn to? None other than Bridget. For a cat, she wears many hats. She has studied law, the sciences and went to grooming school. That last part is where I come in.
So, who cares if she knows why the sky is blue or the legal rights of left-handed poker players?
All I care about is this little grooming ritual we have which includes:
Whispering sweet nothings!
And the ever-so-comforting cleansing of the furs!
This all takes a good, steady and loving forever, it feels like.
Now you know and I sure do - how lucky I am!
Especially since we always cuddle after!
Here's hoping you have someone who makes you feel loved.