Sometimes my cat writes more than I do

It’s true.

Some days I look over at her lying in her basket and I know her day is turning out to be much more productive than mine. She always looks back at me with a carefully arranged blank expression, not wanting to destroy whatever confidence it is that I still have, her love for me preventing her from flaunting her high level of productivity and the fact that she gets more done with the flick of one ear than I often do after a full day at my computer.

I don’t begrudge her this high level of productivity. Instead I take the time to observe and see how she does it, although, like all the best magicians, she doesn’t make this easy. No, not at all.

It’s then I start to wonder if the ability to get done what you’ve promised yourself you will do is something inherent, that this ability or the lack of it is immediately apparent that first time you open your eyes and look at the world and that if you don’t have it you probably shouldn’t even bother.

I tell my cat this and, knowing there are no words that can adequately be used to reassure me, she climbs out of her basket and comes to sit on the chair next to me, staring into my eyes, a cloud of fur surrounding her head like a halo.

This never fails to bring me comfort and as a reward I give her some food. After that she goes back to her basket or to the sofa or to some other place where I won’t be able to find her, at least for a while. I know she is giving me the space to think about what has happened, and that if I am ever to complete my next paragraph I must get started, without her.

My cat is a master at the fine art of tough love. And I love her for it.

 

cat muse

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s