Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Little cat is fine.

So, since last time...little Sage has a congenital heart defect. His mitral valve flaps are too long. But he has great heart function,and may never have problems with this. I'm typing one-handed right now...he's sleeping in my lap with his two right paws thrown over my left arm, like it's a teddy bear. And as soon as I managed that sentence, he released my hand and let it go. He's still here, belly up, head tucked under my ribcage, the epitome of trust and innocence. I'm constantly amazed at how his fluffy sweetness seems to sooth parts of my heart that I didn't even realize were hurting. It's funny...part of why I wanted a cat was for a trial run at keeping another creature alive, before deciding whether or not to be a parent. But the things that are most endearing about little Sage are the things that are least child-like. His fluffy soft fur and pink nose and funny white whiskers. The way he snuggles under my elbow while I'm typing papers, his nimble feline acrobatics. And most of all, the way he tries to look after things here...how he carefully checks us to make sure we're all right when we come home on stormy rainy days (and the way he tried to warm me up that day I did come home soaking wet)....the way he curls up next to me when I climb into bed with a headache or sick stomach. It's funny how much you can love a little creature who doesn't count for much in anyone's measures of what's important. But he constantly brings love and laughter wherever he goes, and is quick to forgive and ever-ready to assume the best about people (well, except for that one vet tech who horribly annoys us both). Traits that are grand and worthy of emulating, wherever they're seen.

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