Back from the boarding house and clearly proving our fears of being forgotten our dear cat, Messi is a bundle of nervous energy.
Running up and down the chairs and climbing the wall,to inspect the tube light which she had triumphantly brought down with a thud, and peering over the glass window, she presents herself to a ready audience as a woman of the house.
She runs to her table and sniffs for her food.
She checks on her toys and is overjoyed to find them intact.
She purrs at my daughter and allows to be pampered.
While we attack her with our anxiety to ‘see, it’s us’, ‘remember’, she prances around the place and reclaims her space with the eagerness of a squirrel+ a monkey + a puppy.
Messi, is clearly not a common cat, she is neither lazy nor lethargic.
She is a girl who loves to play and demands attention, well, wouldn’t she take after her humans? Purred I!
Not for her the lazing around
or gentle swishing of her tail.
Her ways are of the wind
Her meows angry demanding and questioning
Her tail a tool to test her own ability to solve a riddle
Her food is well, just food
Her interest in all things caffeine undeniable
In her kingdom she alone is the ruler
All others are her servile followers
Waiting for her with feverish passion and attention
Her humans are to her the ‘chief servants in residence’
As she quenches her thirst at the basins of wisdom
She allows others to applaud and cheer her living
If it is self-esteem, self confidence or self anointment
Learn it from Messi, who teaches it best by practice!