Hi!

Hi! I’m here! I raced you up the stairs and I beat you to the top! I ran around and I’ve been waiting for you! What are we going to do? This is so exciting! Are we going to make the bed? And you’ll pet me and kiss me on the forehead? Or are we going in the bathroom where I can play in the tub? Is Cookie coming too? Then what do we do? I can’t wait! I’m so excited!

Mewsette really does race me up the stairs, and she’s so happy she does a wheelie at the top—stands up on her hind legs then does a little hop and runs in a little circle. Then she turns around and rubs her whole self against the edge of the wall, and as if she’s not big enough already, she arches her back and stands on her hind toes, and arches her tail. Mousse has a whispery purr and a soft and gentle “rouw?” of a meow and she puts forth all her ample happiness as a greeting to me, offering me her plush forehead to be kissed.

How wonderful to be so happy for simple things. My cats always remind me of the importance of simple things. Perhaps it’s their greatest gift to themselves and to me.