I was sitting here, trying to figure out what the hell I was going to write. I mean, seriously, there are so many things that piss me off, so many things about the universe that I would change - I was all negasourous. (Yes, that is an Amyism - get used to it, if you start reading these regularly you'll find a lot of those). Then, I walked into my bedroom, and there on my bed lay two cats.
These cats have nothing in common, other than the unfortunate coincidence of being picked to be a part of my family. One is almost two, the other, a six month old skittish little baby. They were separated - one at the foot on my bed (on a freshly washed pile of clothes - how do they ALWAYS know?), the other up against my pillow. The younger one (Ben) walked up to the older (Bad Kitty - yes, he knows and loves his name), and put his cat arms around him. He started to clean him with long, loving strokes.
Before you say "oh GOD, is this another flippin crazy cat lover post, where she is going to ramble about her cats", I want you to take a step back and see the symmetry. We live in a world where people believe they have little in common. They choose to cross the street rather than show kindness to someone who is different. Just for today - just once - stay on the same side of the street. Realize that the woman who just literally bumped into your cart at Costco is exhausted - not rude. Realize that the homeless children are NOT scammers - they are just hungry. And spend a moment - just one, looking for the similarities in us all, rather than the differences.
Most of all, respond to those difference as a cat. Don't let it change you - don't be someone you are not. Don't suddenly be sweet when you are sour. But when someone is simply existing, respond with love. And for crying out loud - when someone is mistreating another, respond with anger - because no creature deserves to be mistreated - no matter how inwardly miserable they may be.
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