Monday, March 06, 2006

Cat Watching

I love to read. I love to read garbage, mindless stuff that doesn't mean anything. I love the delights of an otherwise boring woman solving murder mysteries because she's nosey--isn't that sort of an interesting juxtaposition of images?

At any rate things like this relax me. So I read one of these delightful little books this evening. I had the television on and the people were annoying me. I finished the book and put it down and watched and found myself getting annoyed with what was happening.

I have cats. The cats were all sitting on me, washing, napping, looking. Watching them, they relaxed me. The people on the television being annoying didn't matter. The cats were there. I remember reading that having pets lowers blood pressure. There is something meditative about watching a cat wash. They are so methodical and to them, at that moment, nothing else seems to matter.

So I become cat like in my watching, and sometimes pointing out the missed spots because in that moment, nothing else seems to matter either.

Cross posted at Creating Peace

4 comments:

Kukka-Maria said...

I've seen people like you and like my mother--people who like to watch cats.

In my opinion, humans should keep their eyes to themselves--especially during bathtimes! Between my mom's peering eyes and the paparazzi that are always trying to sneak snapshots of me, this cat can get no peace! :)

The Meezers said...

We just sit on Mommy and stare at her. It freaks her out. We do it when she's on the couch and when she's sleeping. She will wake up and find all of us staring at her. She think's we're plotting to kill her or somefing like that. We're really just trying to figure out how to get her thumbs.

4HisChurch said...

Cats are great tranquilizers!

Bonnie Underfoot said...

This morning, my woman was thinking about lots of tasks she needed to do once she got up, and she sighed deeply. Victor, the cat I try to forget lives here, was at the foot of the bed and also sighed deeply. My woman sat up to look at him, and he was stretched out on his back, as long as he can be and wiggling his toes happily. She said it must be nice to be a cat and stroked his belly.