And this morning, she had them on her again! The Hubby thinks it's from our hosta plants, which both Sweetie and The PO'M sleep under to enjoy the broad leaf shade, and the cool ground. I am thankful for her ability to make us laugh and grin, while really not trying to do it!
Also, I'm thankful this morning for The PO'M forgiving me for the kick I gave him last night, as I carried the filled dinner bowls out to the Feeding Station. He zigzagged in front of my feet, and I didn't notice fast enough to avoid clobbering him with the top of my foot as I strided up the driveway.
Poor PO'M hid under the car, and when I reached out to offer my apologies, and to see if I'd hurt the cat, he tucked his tail under, and bolted into the neighbor's garden to disappear. Quite honestly, my heart broke, and when he wouldn't come out to me, I was devastated. The Hubby assured me that Paddy would come back, but I was upset and wouldn't believe him.
Maybe 1/2 hour later, The PO'M was at the Feeding Station, looking for food. Rushing back outside...but slowed carefully when near the cats...,I gave Paddy his bowl.
He ate. He allowed petting. My heartache eased.
This morning, before the climb into The Cat Car for my morning commute, I de-webbed Sweetie and grabbed The PO'M to kiss and make up even more. He allowed it, while clawing at my phone.
I am thankful that all is right in my world again.
And no, The PO'M didn't appear to have any physical injuries from being booted. It's happened before, and no doubt will again. Why do cats do that, anyhow? He was straight in front of me, as if he is the drum major to our cat parade, then he turned 90 degrees on a dime, so his body was across my line of direction! *shrug*
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| Sweetie has spiderwebs on her head again today! |
Poor PO'M hid under the car, and when I reached out to offer my apologies, and to see if I'd hurt the cat, he tucked his tail under, and bolted into the neighbor's garden to disappear. Quite honestly, my heart broke, and when he wouldn't come out to me, I was devastated. The Hubby assured me that Paddy would come back, but I was upset and wouldn't believe him.
Maybe 1/2 hour later, The PO'M was at the Feeding Station, looking for food. Rushing back outside...but slowed carefully when near the cats...,I gave Paddy his bowl.
He ate. He allowed petting. My heartache eased.
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| The PO'M loves me again! |
I am thankful that all is right in my world again.
And no, The PO'M didn't appear to have any physical injuries from being booted. It's happened before, and no doubt will again. Why do cats do that, anyhow? He was straight in front of me, as if he is the drum major to our cat parade, then he turned 90 degrees on a dime, so his body was across my line of direction! *shrug*
