Therapy Blogging

First cat or "kitten" sighting of the day - Petunnia, on a pillow at the foot of the bed. So of course you stop to give her a kiss and some pets, and of course she has to wash your paw in return. And wash it. And wash it. That coffee you need so badly? That allergy pill? That trip to the bathroom, for goodness sake? All must wait until 'Toonya is finished loving you up...

Second sighting - AreToo - he meets you at the bedroom door, acutely anxious that you follow him to the kitchen immediately and top up the so not empty bowls of crunchies. Then he follows you to the bathroom to supervise as you scrub your teeth...

Third sighting - Lucy. By now you are sitting at the dining room table, coffee cup in hand, listening to Stephanie Miller and reading The New Yorker (that very issue). Lucy is at your feet perplexed, because the very chair that you leave pulled out for the older and/or plumper ones to reach the table top is the one you're sitting in. So you pick Lucy up, which is much harder than it sounds, and after a cuddle on your lap she finishes her ascent and sprawls out beside you, flicking her lovely tail at your coffee...

Fourth sighting - Banshee the Beautiful - who manages to look both beautiful and scruffy, and you just manage to get in a few licks of the comb before she leaves in disgust. (Lucy takes vicarious pleasure in Banshee being combed...)

Fifth sighting - Cyrrie. He checks out all of the crunchies bowls, just in case one has magically transformed itself into FancyFeast (always hopeful, our Cyrrie), then he gobbles your thumb. Gobble! Gobble! (It means he loves you so much...)

Sixth sighting - Cloud drifts in and lands on the table, light has her name. Her beautiful eyes are all gunky, and of course you insist on cleaning them, which she hates, but she nibbles your fingers anyway, which means she didn't stay mad...

But by now you've been up more than an hour, and are missing some little faces - where is Buddy? Where is Angel? Buddy it turns out is on the landing of the attic stairs - he gives you a look at says, I'm all comfy right now, thank you very much...

But Angel remains missing. Angel! Angel, you call. You say to AreToo, Find Angel! Find your brother, and AreToo looks you right in the eye and sings his little yawn... Much later you hear a thump in the hallway: Angel and Aretoo are having a wrastle. It's cute, sort of. They seem to be having a good time, no one hissing or growling, but. But it also makes you uncomfortable, all that head-kicking and so on. Then Cyrrie arrives, and he and AreToo corner the Angel. You swoop. It's all hugs and kisses for the missing Angel, who's embarrassed and indignant and just wants to get back to the fun... Boyz.

A good morning all in all.