Of Cats and Men

I was just thinking that it would be cool if people were more like cats.

Not in every way, of course... in fact, not in most ways, thank God. My wife and I adopted a cat several months ago, and I'm thankful that the world will never be ruled by them [??]. We're constantly marveling about how obtuse she really is -- but, gotta love 'er. Anyway, we [myself and the cat] are spending the evening in tonight by ourselves, and I was just upstairs cleaning up and watching a YouTube video. The cat has an odd habit of lying down on the top step of the stairs and just barely peeking her eyes over. When I first noticed her there tonight I thought, I am going to be so mad if on the way down I trip over her while holding my computer. A few minutes later, I close the computer, head back downstairs, and of course completely forget about the cat. Before I could catch myself, I felt the first furry step and slid the rest of the way on my heels. My wounded heels [and pride] caused me to completely lose it on the cat, as I screamed and chased her for a solid minute or two.

Anyway, back to my main point. After I had cooled off 10 or 15 minutes later, I felt bad and went over to our papasan where the cat was sprawled out. As soon as I started petting her, she lovingly licked my hand and immediately started purring with satisfaction. Even though the reality is that she probably completely forgot what had just happened, I was convicted -- if my cat can forgive me for totally losing it on her, why do I sometimes find it difficult to forgive others for things far more petty? I'm not saying you have to be ready to lovingly lick someone when they wrong you, just...forgive. I certainly learned from this experience and in the future plan to be more catlike [or Jesuslike...but I prefer catlike] in my dealings with others.

Oh, and don't forget to spay and neuter your pets. That is all.