Little Beings

Today the little beings in my house want a lot of attention. It is my belief that they understand me better than I understand them. I have two cats. They are Ragdoll cats that are breed because they need to be around people and need attention. This is why I got them. They follow me around all day. If I am in the den, they are napping in the garden window or on the top of the television. If I am at the computer, they are on the bed. If I am working in the basement, they are down there.

Snowy is the oldest and liked to attend my herb classes. She used to walk on the table until Ken, one of my students got a chair for her and sat it next to my chair. Now she goes to that chair and sits there for the whole three hour class.

Muffin is a year younger and used to check on Vern and me in the evening. Vern would be watching something in the bedroom and I would be watching something in the Den (Opposite ends of the house) and she would run and jump on my lap. Lie there a while then run down the hall and jump on Vern chest. Vern tells me that she is his cat.

We have an emergency plan in case the house is on fire or something. Vern trained the cats to come and get treats to a whistle. So they can be called by name or by whistle. (They will even get up from a nap to come to a whistle.) The plan is that we whistle and when they come, he will grab Muffin and I will take Snowy when we leave. The bad thing about the whistle is that they think they get treats when I am just doing housework and whistling. Well, you know the old saw, "Whistling girls and cackling hens, all come out to no go ends." So I had to give up whistling.

Like children, people always think that theirs is the best in the world. Our Cats are members of our family.

I like to read and there is a series of adventure books by Jean Aue that talk about a women who lives with her animals. The descriptions of the adventures are so vivid that my cats would sit behind my head while I was reading these books. They were looking at the pictures in my head and enjoying watching the lady flying down the land, bare back on the colt that she had raised from a baby that she rescued.

When I was doing automatic writings, my cats would be running all over the place. I did this by the light of one candle at night. So I asked, "What my cats were doing?" And was told that they are chasing the beings that I had attracted with my mediation and music. So then I asked, "What do they look like to my cats?" The answer I got to that was "sparks of light." I sat there imagining something that might look like a bunch of lightening bugs in my living room.

I have met an animal whisper. Sort of like a horse whisper but she listens to what the animals have to say. It always amazes me what she learns from them.

In the reading that I have done over the years, I learned that animals have the ability to take on our physical problems, thus helping us to live longer and better. They are truly here to help us and perhaps that is why a lot of animals are being allowed in senior centers.

There have been few years in my life when I was without a pet. The dog that sat patiently next to me on the back steps when I was feeling really down. Or those trusting eyes that look at you and tell you it is going to be better soon. They never give advice or scold about what should have been done. They are just there. Isn't it nice to have a friend that doesn't judge.

I do have to mention that I had a cat named lady who would come up on my lap if I were crying and swat me in the face. It made me laugh a lot. She was a bossy cat who was raised with a dog and when that dog died, she took over and learned how to growl at strangers. When we got a companion cat for her, she let this cat know just whose house this was.

I have pictures of all the animals that we have had in the last 35 years. I did a watercolor painting of one of them and gave it to the breeder who didn't charge me for the animal. I even did a charcoal drawing of the dog we had that Blaine helped to train.

Animals and Blaine just go together. He took me to Bay Park once and showed me a wolf that lives there with a group of other wolves. This one recognizes him and comes to the fence when he arrives. Blaine usually had a hunk of jerky in his pocket for this one.

One time Blaine took me to a pet store and introduced me to a large bird. Blaine petted her and talked to her. Then he told me to pet her. She bit me. I think she thought I was a rival.

Blaine has slept in dog houses because he didn't want the dog to be alone. He always trains them and they mind him. Last week he was here and Snowy came up to greet him. He leaned down, petted and talked to her. She followed him around the whole time he was here. She even licked him to let him know that she liked his vibrations.

Little beings are important in our world. Remember that the next time you encounter one.