Thursday, November 13, 2008

Of Mornings, Cats, and Small Windows

It's morning...again.

Cat always gives me that look when I hesitate to crawl out of bed. What's wrong with you? It's morning! Wish you could see cat sitting next to me, pawing my shoulder. Get up, lazy bones!

Even stranger still, is how cat looks at me when I jump out of bed. Eyes half-opened with a kind of sadness that says, "The world can wait a few more minutes. Go back to sleep. That's what I'm going to do!"

The world from the view of a cat must be quite interesting. Everything is its own choice. Do I face the world head on and conquer? Or...take a nice long cat nap?

Cat sits and stares out our small window. There's not much to see; at least that I can tell. However, something is interesting enough to keep cat watching for hours on end. I wake up in the night--cat watches. I get up in the morning--cat watches.

I wonder: is it what cat sees that determines what kind of day it is? Shall I make the day wait or greet it? Some omen shows itself to be good or bad. Perhaps, not even that...just indifferent.

Perhaps, it is what I do not see that keeps me from seeing the excitement of today like cat does.

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