What would I do without my morning dose of Mouse?
I stretch out my finger, she stretches up her nose; we touch, her motor revs, a chuckle burbles from my lips. Under my stroking hands her fur is cool, downy as dandelion floss and just as summer flyaway. Her small head pushes purring into my cupped hand, a demand for more of this fine, dawn massage, this fine schmooze that starts our day with feline and human sweetness and smiles.
Heartfelt thanks to everyone who commented on the previous post. I can’t tell you how much better; how encouraged; how much calmer and easier I am because of your thoughtful words and loving support. May you all walk in peace and find sudden joy today.