Thursday, December 13, 2007

A Cat's Job

When Mary's cat died earlier this this year I wrote to an older friend that Cece was "definitely the best cat to grab when tired and/or sad."

Mary with her very obliging cat!


She replied that her daughter "made the remark once that, as far as she was concerned, it was the 'cat's job to comfort anyone who was sick or sad.' And amazingly, they seem to understand that. It's pretty comforting to have kitty cuddle up with that worried look when you're in tears, and you try to explain to her what's wrong. She just listens-- makes no suggestions and places no blame."

Heading down to Takayama - with 4 cats!

4 comments:

Dyspraxic Fundamentalist said...

Maybe I need to get a cat.

Laurie Elliot said...

Definitely! Cat a cat, Matthew!

Dyspraxic Fundamentalist said...

Not while I am living in my old folks' house; they hate cats.

Laurie Elliot said...

Ahhh.... They don't know what they're missing! Maybe you should come back and live with us again for awhile. :-)

Seriously, what are your plans? Short term? Long term? (Drop us a line some time.)