Purrley Is Coming for Breakfast Again.
He's calmer and more relaxed.
Purrley showed up yesterday morning for the first time in almost a week. When I looked out in the early dawn, he was sitting in his favorite spot under the oak tree near the back of my house.
Then this morning, I didn't think he was tehre. No cat sitting under the oak tree.
I opened the door to the porch, and there he was on the back stoop with Hattie. Starlight and Sakhara ran to sit inside the screen door to be part of the kitty conclave!
I'm so glad he's coming to eat. He still hasn't made any commitments, and that's fine with me. Today he ate less ravenously, then stretched and bathed a bit before going on his way.
It's so hard for me not to get attached to him, but I am doing well in this regard. I find life is much better when we just allow others to do their thing. We can love them with an open hand and an open heart. That's best for us and for them, as it respects their individuality and their choices while allowing us to remain internally peaceful.
I've been putting his feeding dish in front of the new feeding station so that he gets used to eating there. In a few days, I'll put his dish into the station and hope he will find it there.
Meanwhile, all is well with my feline family for the moment. Horray!!
Someone asked me recently why I'm not writing about Starlight, the three-year old Siamese kitten.
Truthfully, she's just so happy and healthy and filled with love and joy. What more is there to say?
Well, here's what she thinks of Purrley:
He smells yummy (after rubbing her face where he sprayed and left his scent). I want to play with him.
And there you have it! The joyful approach to life. Everything's a toy and everyone's a potential playmate!