Not so many months ago, my son discovered he was no longer allergic to cats after 21 years of absolute misery in a cat loving family. A trip to the local feed and grain store resulted in him bringing home two sweet little kittens, brothers… much to my dismay. We already had 5 cats, a stray had recently arrived on our doorstep and we certainly didn’t need any extra mouths to feed! He named them Fidel and Franco (a bit of humor on his part) and promised to care for them, pay for their expenses and moved out shortly thereafter, leaving the kittens in my care… what a surprise.
I had forgotten how funny kittens are, hopping about, chasing anything in their paths, even attacking the dogs who are 10 times their size! They quickly won my heart… Franco is the purr-ball, sweet and lovable and Fidel is the quiet one, more of a challenge and now my little charmer… a Momma’s boy!
If I am home and working about the gardens or in the Garden Shop, the boys are usually underfoot. If I’m picking raspberries, all of a sudden I feel someone climbing up my legs! Today I was working in the shop, up on a ladder, hanging herbs from the rafters… the next thing I knew, little Fidel was in my face, had climbed various pieces of furniture and jumped up on top of the ladder to get closer to his mom. Of course, a cuddling break was in order which totally pooped him out… and I left him sprawled out on the doorstep as I went on to other garden chores.
I guess, the lesson here is appreciate what you have, you never know when life is going to give you little gifts… a sweet moment, an overwhelming sense of love and well-being. Stop and smell the roses, enjoy life and those little special moments.