Category Archives: Solomon and Gracie

Nov20

Draped In Cats

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Draped In Cats

It looks like this is going to be one of those rambling posts where I talk about whatever pops into my head, mostly because I can’t think of anything to write about. Some people would call that writer’s block. I prefer to call it… I don’t know what I would call it, but I don’t want to call it that. So I’ll just write about anything at all, and pray that God shows me what He wants me to say at some point, hopefully sooner rather than later. I don’t want to say nothing at all. If I’m to be a writer, then I should write.

It kind of feels like I’m babbling at the moment, but I’m trusting that God will lead my meanderings so that I’ll actually end up talking about something specific rather than nothing at all. And then I’m reminded of Psalm 45,

My heart is overflowing with a good theme; I recite my composition concerning the King; My tongue is the pen of a ready writer. ~ Psalm 45:1, NKJV.

I love that verse from Psalm 45! I love thinking that God is guiding my writing so that my words are like the “pen of a ready writer,” so that even my most paltry and trivial scribbles might be used to glorify God.

And I finally figured out what this post is supposed to be about, so I can stop meandering.

As I was laying in bed this morning, I noticed that Solomon and Gracie were draped all over me, as they often are when I awaken, and I decided to take a picture of them. And, to my surprise, it actually turned out well. I’ve tried taking photos of them festooned on me after I wake up, and the pics haven’t turned out, but this one did, and I’m very pleased. They generally arrange themselves on me after I go to sleep, and when I wake up the next morning I find myself bedecked with cats, and I just love it when that happens.

There’s something very comforting about having a cat sleeping on you, especially if it’s purring, and I’m blessed to have not one, but two cats doing it. God has favored me greatly!

When I was a child I had a cat named Dennis the Menace. He was an orange tabby cat with blue eyes, and he was wonderful. He definitely lived up to his name, but he was my friend. I think he was sent to me by God, because I didn’t have any friends back then. I was unaware that God was watching over me and protecting me from Harry, but Dennis was always right there beside me, and I could tell him anything.

He also had a nickname. Everywhere he went, his tail stuck straight up in the air, so we always called him Sail-tail. Even if we couldn’t see him, we could tell he was in the room, because we could see his tail floating around.

Regrettably, I never took a picture of him when we had him, because I didn’t have access to a camera, but the above photograph gives you a pretty good idea of what he looked like. He was beautiful, and most of all, he was my friend. I think he was an angel in disguise.

Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares. ~ Hebrews 13:2, ESV.

Dennis added a small amount of peace to my otherwise chaotic life. He provided a bit of respite when I felt desperate, and I don’t know if I could have survived without him. He was yet another thing for which I am immeasurably grateful to God, for without him I might not be here to tell my story.

And I’m so glad I survived so I can tell my story, because it’s God’s story more than it is mine. He gets all the glory, and that’s the way I want it to be.

Praise the LORD! Oh give thanks to the LORD, for he is good, for his steadfast love endures forever! ~ Psalm 106: 1, ESV.

Nov3

Leaping Tall Cats With a Single Bound

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Sometimes I feel like my life is a full-time, 24/7/365 cat psychology lab, and the only thing missing is the closed-circuit TV cameras.

I had to take the cats to the vet for their six-month wellness check earlier in the week. I was able to drop them off and let the vet do his thing with them, which was easier for me, but apparently not so much for Solomon and Gracie. They called to let me know that they were ready to come home, and they told me that Gracie was cooperative, but Solomon wouldn’t let them near him. I guess I can understand. I don’t like it when doctors try and examine me either, though I don’t try and bite them like he did.

I have to take him back in a week so they can try again, only this time I’m going to stay with him. Plus they gave me an anti-anxiety medication to give him the night before, as well as 90 minutes before I bring him in. The vet tech told me it would probably make him a little drunk, which should be interesting, but it should also help to calm him down so they can treat him.

The last time I took them in for a wellness check I stayed with them, and there were no problems. So this time I think he probably got weirded out because he didn’t know any of the people who were trying to examine him, and I think if I’d been there to act as an intermediary they would have fared better with him.

Once I got them home he was fine. He acted like nothing had happened, he hadn’t just tried to bite the vet and the techs who were trying to treat him. For shame, Solomon! If you only knew, you didn’t get out of anything. Your time is coming. . .

My cats really are a lot of fun. They keep me constantly entertained. You’d never know that they’re brother-and-sister litter mates, because they’re a study in opposites. Solomon is an extrovert, while Gracie is an introvert. Solomon is Mr. Personality, where Gracie is shy and retiring. Solomon is a big, clumsy oaf, and Gracie is feminine and dainty. Solomon lets it all hang out with his tail flung out behind him like a flag, while Gracie has hers curled around her feet when she’s sitting, and close to her body when she’s moving around. Solomon is really good at that look of wide-eyed innocence, where Gracie always looks mysterious, which is why I call her Gracie the Inscrutable. Solomon talks all the time, but Gracie rarely, if ever, says a word.

There are times when they’re playing with each other that one of them, usually Solomon, will run towards Gracie, and to escape, Gracie will leap about six feet into the air, bounding over Solomon, and make it into the next room. It’s hilarious to watch, and invariably they make me giggle whenever they play.

You may be wondering why I’m focusing on my cats like this. I pondered the same thing myself, and I realized that I learn things about God by studying my cats. I understand more about the way I relate to God ~ and the way He relates to me ~ by watching them relate to each other, and to me, and I’m always interested in learning and understanding more about God. Anything that will further my understanding of God is of definite interest to me, and if studying my cats will help me gain an understanding of God, well then so be it!

1My child, listen to what I say, and treasure my commands. 2Tune your ears to wisdom, and concentrate on understanding. 3Cry out for insight, and ask for understanding. 4Search for them as you would for silver; seek them like hidden treasures. 5Then you will understand what it means to fear the LORD, and you will gain knowledge of God. ~ Proverbs 2:1-5, NLT.

The godly care for their animals, but the wicked are always cruel. ~ Proverbs 12:10, NLT.