Blue wakes at 8am every morning.
Woof Woof!
And sometimes the thump thump as she makes her slow way up the stairs to wake me.
I get up and pull on tracksuit sort of clothes over my nightie, a hat to cover my uncombed hair and hope not to meet anyone who might notice I haven’t washed my teeth.
We go here
The sun was rising
The cat lady hadn’t been yet to fill the food bowls
Then, I’m ashamed to say, back to bed!
(Visited 35 time, 1 visit today)
You are blessed to have such an alarm clock. Oh, yes ~
Are you saying there is a cat lady in your neighbourhood who feeds some local (feral?) cats? How sweet. And to hear the Blue is c-l-i-m-b-i-n-g stairs to wake you up – that’s good news! Once I got into the groove, I used to love being outside early-early in the morning with my old girl. We would see city/wild life that no one would usually see and I got to commune with her and nature before most of the world around me woke up. There is a special gift in that, I am so grateful I recognized it the last six months or so of her life. She brought me so much for 15 years and although her needs at the end seemed onerous at times, they were full of gifts if I chose to see them. I am still seeing them. Our animal family brings so much to us in ways that our human family can not (perhaps from our own restrictive perceptions) but either way these perceptions arrive, if we recognize them and embrace them, we grow. Oh my, but I am dithering tonight!
yes oh yes i am blessed to have her still here with me. And every day to see her determination to keep going in spite of the aches and pains and stiffness. in spite of the busy streets and tooting cars which are now her world instead of tweeting birds and lowing cows. If I open to her experience I see also how she loves the smelly pavements with their ever changing array of odours. She walks through litter strewn parks and pulls on the lead to investigate those piles of rubbish.
Early morning is lovely once i have crawled out of bed. it is all a question of attitude – i want to savour these times with her now that we are together again. and really she doesn’t require much – just a slow walk, a regular walk, a little company as she sleeps through the day. And a ball thrown her way sometimes although it makes me sad that she can’t catch it or see it when it rolls past k xx
Well, my comment seems less profound, but part of the sweetness has to be going back to bed too….Mmmmmmmm.