All my cats have to do is ask for love and they get it.
It doesn't work that way for humans.
It is a morning ritual now - Emmy Lou will brush up against me until I pick her up, and then the love flows like water from a fire hose. Five minutes later, Patsy will brush up against me, I pick her up and the love flows.
I go about my morning ritual, I'm reaching for a cup of apple sauce before I exercise and................Patsy rubs up against me again. Or Emmy Lou does.
I use logic - "I can't pick you up right now Sweetheart or Little One (depending on who it is), I'm getting ready to exercise, I gotta keep moving." More rubbing. "I really can't pick you up right now, I will pick you up later." More rubbing. I pick up whoever it is. It's just that easy.
I go to work. I say "Will somebody please show me some love? Will somebody please fill my heart with hope and make me feel human? Make me feel real? Appreciated?"
I get silence.
Or "Hey, don't forget Franky BubbleHead has a meet and greet after the show tonight, not before - make sure the customers understand this."
Or "My son just got a new job that pays $250,000."
Or "Can you believe it? I had to circle around the block four times this morning before I finally found a place to park."
Maybe I should just get down on all fours and rub up against them.
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