I happened upon a new (to me) show today. I like it! Fortunately I can watch it for purely informational value as I think we are pretty lucky in the cat department at the moment. It's so interesting to see how pets and people combine to create these disfunctional relationships.

Anyway, one of the cats featured looked so much like my new kitty I had to look really closely to make sure it wasn't the same cat. Even though our cat does not display any of the naughty tendencies of the cat on the show, her size, age, and coloring were almost identical. Watching it made me appreciate her all the more.

She is the sweetest cat ever... and she loves me. She sits on my lap whenever I sit down. She spreads herself across my feet when I have them up on the ottoman, warming them. She doesn't mind that I'm constantly rearranging them underneath her, disturbing her peace. She likes to nuzzle my chin and lick my face. I kiss her back.

I put two adds up on Craigslist in case someone lost her. In my heart I was really hoping no one would claim her. I think she was meant to be for me. We understand one another. I've noticed that I only have to correct her once on anything she does that might be construed as out of order. It's like she's made a mental note to never do that again!

She's like a dog, eager to please. If I'm doing something and can't have her on my lap she'll make herself comfortable on the floor next to me. She follows me all around the house and lets me know in the gentlest way that her water dish is empty. Maybe it's because she had been abandoned that she's so nice.

The timing of her arrival, the way she fits in, her amazing devotion to us, I think it may be more than coincidence that she found us. I've had some blogging buddies refer to their relationship with their pets in a 'spiritual bond' kind of way, 'angel-like' beings brought to them specifically. I have to admit I was skeptical.

If the truth be known, I'm not all that much of a pet person. I had told my husband that when our other cat, Jasper, goes to Kitty Heaven, I'd like to be pet-less. He seemed very sad to hear that. Mostly I just wanted freedom. I hadn't really bonded with the new house and didn't want to feel compelled to even need a home. Travel seemed like the thing to do... when we reach the next phase.

But the house is growing on me. My big desire to change everything completely has left me. I'm starting to accept it for what it is and have scaled back my ambition. Part of that is that I don't want to live forever in a remodeling mess. Been doing that too many years now. I just want peace and contentment. I think this kitty is helping me see that.