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Steam, Sun, Cedars

Some mornings you go outside with the dogs and a cuppa, the sun is peeking through a break in the cedars, and the steam is so beautiful you’ve got to get a shot.1

It’s been a dreadful week after losing poor Fearless!Cat. None of us are quite right. There’s been a lot of hugging, a lot of staring into the distance, a lot of petting and making much of our remaining furry friends.

But sometimes, when the sun comes through the branches and you have a cup of strong fragrant caffeine, when the dogs are pleased with the world and glancing up at you every so often to make sure you’re still looking, when the kids can rest easy because they know you’ve done what’s necessary… well, sometimes it’s not all bad, even when your heart hurts.

Sometimes it’s even pretty good.

Notes

  1. For those asking, my sister got me the cup and won’t tell me where. I suspect she either thinks I’ll get a case of them and drink out of nothing else, or she’s forgotten. Quite probably the latter…

4 thoughts on “Steam, Sun, Cedars”

  1. I’m so sorry to hear about Fearless!Cat. But I’m glad you could find some beauty among the grief. It sounds like a wonderful moment. (Also, gosh, your dogs sound like sweethearts <3)

  2. I read about your loss and could not find the words to express my sympathy in a way that did not sound like lip service, so I decided to share one of my favorite memories with the hope that it will give you some small relief from your pain. My Sammy Cat was a beautiful, crazy, ball of fur. My favorite memory of him still plays vividly in my head whenever I am having a bad day. He would always clean himself sitting up against the couch with his fat little belly sticking out. I would wait until he was finished and go over and rub his belly(singing, “fat little belly, fat little belly”). I can still hear him saying “You BITCH” in my head right before he started the recleaning process(back, legs, face, and fat little belly last, always in the same order). He had the most silky, creamy fur on his belly. To this day, I still can feel it on my palm.

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