It took me 70+ years on God’s earth to appreciate animals. Would you believe that? A Depression child, I was never given a dog or cat. What was edible went into our mouths, not a cat’s. Animals were luxuries we could not afford. Like cars, they existed to be wished for, admired, not to have.
It wasn’t til my daughter was 8 that we got a dog. It was 1976, a year of historic sentiment and we named her Abigail Adams. Abigail was a Beagle and brought joy into our lives, as well as howling and an avaricious appetite. It wasn’t til 2005 that we got a cat, a beautiful Calico. Her name is Aurora Borealis. Our daughter has now her own digs and Aurora is completely ours. My husband and I adore her. Along with the ancient Egyptians who believed cats were deities, we believe she is a deity and commands our respect.
But cats are more than pets or deities. Like St. Francis, I consider them my brothers and sisters.
thats for sure, dude