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Topic: The Family Pet (05/15/08)
TITLE: My angel has paws?
By Carol Brothers
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She had to be with me, all the time. If I went anywhere in the house she called for me or scampered to find me. She was mine, I was hers. As a tiny thing she had to be near me, she cried if she couldn’t reach me. I learned to accept I had a shadow that loved me. I had never experienced that kind of love.
When I left him, I missed her, when I returned to try again, he said “she had missed me and would not approach him.” It took her awhile to accept me again, I had left for a month I understood, and I had broken her little heart. then she decided I would stay and she drew even closer.
When I left for the last time, she came with me. And that first night in my new home, I heard my baby growl. It was her way of saying “I am here protecting you,” I cried, for in her tiny growl and bristled back I felt God’s love for me. Through her He was reminding me He was watching over me and loving me.
I moved into a new apartment this December and once again, the first night there she bristled and growled. I cried again. We had been through a lot, the divorce was over, and it was coming up on the year mark of when he had left.
God has drawn even closer as I surrender to His love, and I in return have tried to reach out and love other humans and her more.
I learned to hold her longer and listen when she talks and pet her when she asks. She had been so patient waiting for me to give back all she was giving. And now she even gives more. When I come home, and place the key in the lock I am greeted by her sweet “meow”. When I walk in the door she greets me so gently,” I missed you”. There is nothing in her that is selfish, or demanding, she has none of the smugness that cats are known for.
We understand each other as she teaches me. I don’t know how many times when I am writing or on the computer late in the night, she comes over and in her sweet loving way, lies down on the keyboard or on the paper I am writing on. In her own way she seems to take care of me. Her actions say so eloquently and gently, insistent “You have been writing too long, you need to take a rest”.
In a world that has never experienced love; she shows me something, I have never known, she brings rain to a desert that I did not know I walked in. She talks to me and plays with me or just sits on the desk or in my lap when I write. The other day, as I was walking through pain, she decided to sleep right next to me on the bed. Now she sleeps there all the time. It is not something I have ever enjoyed, the unconditional love of anything. She lays quietly under my hand all night, a sweet reminder of His love for me.
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