Giving Thanks

Robin this is a lovely post.  I wish you a Happy Thanksgiving and hope you find some peace, quite and thankfulness.  I wish you many blessings in the coming year.

Great posting. I too get frustrated at all the puke and pee I have to clean up..and telling my kitties to stop hissing or fighting..but in the end, they mean so much to me and I am OK with it. I wouldnt trade them in for anything. They are my life.

I have only 1 cat right now and 2 dogs. I had never had a male cat or anything for that matter. Always girls. I got Tig from a lady that rescued ferals around her apartment complex and he was one.  Tig loves to eat. He is not fat and I can feel his ribs but he is 16 lbs plus.  I used to be able to cut his nails, but no so much anymore. He usually wins and leaves proof that he really isn't into letting me clip.  Still working on that small issue.  He isn't the typical lap cat or full of affection until he wants it. His form of love is head butting and rubbing my face at night in bed.  Then he uses my fuzzy red robe to knead and purr and when he is contented, he will fall asleep peacefully.  I wake up alot at night and always kiss him on the nose.  I read that cats don't like and or are not impressed with humans and kisses.  I would have to disagree. He will come up to me early morning and touch my mouth with his.  He is very skittish and does not like new people or animals in his world. He will stay hidden in our bedroom for days vs being social. I use spirit of essences to help keep him calm. It does help. Not a total solution but at least he does benefit from it. We put shelves up our living room wall that go to an alcove area - he has his fav toys and plays fetch.  Every morning he runs up and meows. That is because I need to round up all his little stuffed toys and throw them up so he can kill and bring down to me. He does this over and over some mornings.  He is not sure that he is a cat at times. He leads the dogs into a snack rally every morning while I make lunch.  First one to whine if I am not fast enough.  The dogs just lay n wait.  Not Tig.  He also goes out back now. He figures whats good for the dogs is good for him. So out he bolts.  He isn't a real jumper like my past girls. They were amazing incredible and very smart -- miss them so after all these years.  But he is smart enough to know going out back is safe and he behaves and even comes in when we call most times.  Tig is my therapy for many reasons. Loss of my daughter in 05, Raising our grand daughter and now a newer loss of my BFF to pancreatic cancer. At 62 now, I have learned so much from Jackson Galaxy and posts I never knew. After reading yours, I have to say you've touched my heart (sorry for the book) and I appreciated all you wrote of.  Thank you and hoping to read more from you down the road.... God Bless, Chris. 

This was a beautiful article. I love my little fur family and I hug and kiss my family (husband and 2 cats) as often as I can. I drive them crazy with so much love and I take a lot of time to spend with my furkids as I can, I think deep down they appreciate it. I can't imagine my life without them. I too lost a furkid a little over a year ago, still hurts my heart.

Beautifully said!