This gives new meaning to a "cat box".
He looks determined to sit there for a while, doesn’t he? Even though on the grass below there is a small spade, potting soil, and an array of various flowers, fresh from the local gardening center; pansies, petunias, alyssum, lobelia, (but no catnip).
A reminder that sometimes we just have to put ourselves out there and be noticed; be "in the way" so we are not overlooked. Cats are good about that. They serenade you at 5 a.m. if their food bowl is empty, nag at you to let them outside—and then to let them back inside. They leap in the middle of fresh bedding as you’re making the bed, then roll around on their backs and look at you upside-down, asserting themselves through being cute. They plant themselves on your lap—even on top of the book you’re trying to read—when they want your love and attention.
Often times they assert themselves in wisdom—when they sense something is wrong with "their person" and "know" you need a warm, accepting friend by your side (or on your lap). Their friendly assertions have brought me great comfort during difficult times.
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In the middle of a world that has always been a bit mad, the cat walks with confidence.