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Friday, May 1, 2009

My Sweet Love

I think I've posted these pictures before. Fairly recently. But tonight, Jazz was back in my lap, enjoying the warmth, and I thought I should write about her.

She is my love slut.

Nearly any time I sit down in the chair in my den she is soon in my lap. Especially if I have the Mexican blanket across my legs. It's getting too warm now for the blanket but still she comes.

She is my lover.

She looks at me with her large green eyes, wondering . . . what is he thinking?

Does he love me as I do him?

I wonder, too. What does a cat think? Does it think like we, as humans, do? Does it SEE, as we .. like humans..do. I have heard not. I wonder, as she lies upside down, staring at me, what she sees.

I wonder . . . does she love me as I think she does?

SWMBO brought her home from the animal pound a few years ago. She said Jazz was not pretty, not near as pretty as the other cats. But she seemed so grateful for her attention that she couldn't resist her.

I have always defended Jazz. I think she is beautiful. Perhaps she has heard me and appreciates my love for her. She has seemed to me for these few years to have responded with love for me.

My sweet Jazz.

My love.

8 comments:

  1. I've seen cats look at their owners with expressions which cannot be interpreted as anything but love. It is a *look*. I'm sure she loves you as you love her. x

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  2. That is a comforting thought.

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  3. She better love you. You feed her.

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  4. QD -I don't this cat knows the meaning of the word "resistance" though she does occasionally take issue with Smoke (the gray one).

    Steve - A very good point!

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  5. QD - I meant "I don't THINK this cat . . ."

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  6. She knows the way to her man's heart!

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