Forever Loved: Puff
We should have known better. Feline leukemia virus is not “nothing.” We, of all people, should have known better. But when the choice is to know better or to know deeper, we choose to dive.
We should have known better. Feline leukemia virus is not “nothing.” We, of all people, should have known better. But when the choice is to know better or to know deeper, we choose to dive.
“The harvest has begun.” Jonathan has said this before. Jonathan will say it again. Each time, he sounds as amazed as if it were the first time.
The taro plant is a tuber, like a sweet potato or a yam. But there is a reason your Mee-maw never made a taro casserole with melty marshmallows. The Taro cat would not abide it.
You know how the weather announcer predicts tomorrow will be partly cloudy, but then tomorrow decides to be partly sunny? This is nothing like that. This is also exactly like that. We have an updated forecast for Sunday, May 18th.
You have never met anyone who was not scrappy. This is as true for the shining ones as for the ragamuffins. Beneath the softest fur or the smoothest life, you will find a small creature who had to be brave. But sometimes, you can see the seams.
Have you ever stopped to think about the fact that you have a name? Have you ever fully appreciated that you do not share your name with lunch meat?
You can hear a kitten’s piccolo meow from deep space. You can hear Hips‘s galumphing gallop all the way to Glockamora. But while youth and ego shout, the meek let their lives speak. They will never toot their own horns. So let’s hear it for the mamas.
If the world were black and white, Luke would have camouflage. He would blend into the background. He would be unseen, unknown. But the world is not black and white.
There are two truths no casual observer will catch. One: Cats are proof that our universe is governed by love. Two: Every living creature is creative. Even you. Even Pegasus.
No. It’s too tempting. I am strong enough to resist. I am not going to write about Cinco de Meow. I am not going to write about Cinco de Meow. I am not going to … unless Juel asks me to.