tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post2550419497758484798..comments2023-10-20T12:34:50.890+02:00Comments on We Three, Ginger cats tales: My cats, their human?The Ginger Darlingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15571331660164679317noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post-61142402252069546522008-11-24T11:07:00.000+01:002008-11-24T11:07:00.000+01:00Cats do choose us, and give their love freely (if ...Cats do choose us, and give their love freely (if choosily!) and are such a comfort - when you are unwell, you become a cat magnet. I've never quite worked out it's because they know you're not likely to move for long periods when you are covered with 15 blankets and quilts on the sofa, or whether - since they reckon they invented Reiki - they see it as their duty to make you well again. I don't really care - it's just lovely to have them around.<BR/><BR/>We have 8 - and they came to us (with the exception of two who were born here). I often think there must be a sign on the gate saying - "this house welcomes cats." I could write a book about them, so I'd better shut up while I'm still ahead!<BR/><BR/>From a fellow cat-lover in West Wales . . .Bovey Bellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05798594086901897654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post-8217672249311055972008-11-22T20:05:00.000+01:002008-11-22T20:05:00.000+01:00Well said!~J&BWell said!<BR/><BR/>~J&BJake and Bathshebahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06969341067459085303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post-53911173438990730792008-11-22T18:12:00.000+01:002008-11-22T18:12:00.000+01:00An' we are reeal forcoats when eed ees cold...An' we are reeal forcoats when eed ees cold...Estorbohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00201922483706230927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post-43977567925724143182008-11-22T18:11:00.000+01:002008-11-22T18:11:00.000+01:00Very well put. Beautiful photo...Very well put. Beautiful photo...Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13632520557553405790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post-75362959893358721072008-11-22T10:08:00.000+01:002008-11-22T10:08:00.000+01:00I couldn't have put it better myself!!!!!!I couldn't have put it better myself!!!!!!Libbys Bloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06537936739037961388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post-23497947680642056122008-11-21T20:42:00.000+01:002008-11-21T20:42:00.000+01:00I, too, love cats for their acceptance of me on th...I, too, love cats for their acceptance of me on their terms.<BR/>And, yes, they are the masters of living in the moment.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post-22716844208843130652008-11-21T19:48:00.000+01:002008-11-21T19:48:00.000+01:00yes!yes!beadbabe49https://www.blogger.com/profile/08270938730730250964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post-18150772294091149282008-11-21T18:20:00.000+01:002008-11-21T18:20:00.000+01:00Oh, you captured the essence of what is so wonderf...Oh, you captured the essence of what is so wonderful about cats!Daisyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00412703583921658038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post-59270781454903616852008-11-21T18:18:00.000+01:002008-11-21T18:18:00.000+01:00PS,Jac, how come you don't look any different? I h...PS,<BR/>Jac, how come you don't look any different? I have been affected by gravity!Buskittenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15948633363798945823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post-2693349378685451062008-11-21T18:17:00.000+01:002008-11-21T18:17:00.000+01:00Ah, that is so lovely - how eloquently put, it mad...Ah, that is so lovely - how eloquently put, it made me cry, but I am a sop when it comes to cats....<BR/>They are brilliant and beautiful, and the only bad thing is when they go, so I really hope whenever I do, those ones will be there too. That, I really hope for.....Buskittenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15948633363798945823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post-60603461492979201782008-11-21T16:10:00.000+01:002008-11-21T16:10:00.000+01:00I can't imagine a life without cats. The litterbox...I can't imagine a life without cats. The litterbox detail, the uprooted plants or scratched furniture, hair down the front of a black sweater, even the mess of hawked-up hairballs--small price to pay for the companionship of such elegant and unique creatures. The mind of a cat is beyond knowing--they share what they wish to share and then retreat for a while into some aloof and regal place enjoying their superiority.Morning's Minionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01912356455981434029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post-90346696208940662692008-11-21T16:01:00.000+01:002008-11-21T16:01:00.000+01:00I so very agree about cats living in the moment. I...I so very agree about cats living in the moment. I've especially learned this when they were gravely ill and i have been so upset and concerned and dreading their death...cats are not thinking about eternity, they are thinking either that they are feeling extremely unwell and need to be coddled or that they are starting to feel a wee bit better and bit of something to eat would be very nice thank you.<BR/><BR/>I love my cats intensely and feel that the love is returned (with different degrees of fervor)...but you can't "make" a cat love you. It's truly a matter of choice on their part, not a pack instinct or loyalty or any of that.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for this very thoughtful post...and the lovely pictures of yourself and Pixie and Maurice.quiltcathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07957819126177446578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post-70301539099687230982008-11-21T15:02:00.000+01:002008-11-21T15:02:00.000+01:00Exactly!Exactly!Sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08587519421636814074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post-45796143920081000522008-11-21T14:43:00.000+01:002008-11-21T14:43:00.000+01:00How perfectly put.One does not own a cat, a cat ch...How perfectly put.One does not own a cat, a cat chooses with whom they shall bless with their company.We are the lucky ones.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535700394266979924.post-57405320882170135492008-11-21T13:34:00.000+01:002008-11-21T13:34:00.000+01:00"They are small exclamations of perfection. And so..."They are small exclamations of perfection. And so I will continue to share my life with cats. If they allow me the favour."<BR/><BR/>Yes they are. That is exactly why I like them. They take it as read that they are - at the very least - our equals, if not superior but we are kind of fun to have around most of the time. <BR/><BR/>I love a cat, curled up on my lap, as if I were just furniture (but comfortable and warm furniture). I love the way they rub their faces against mine to say hallo and the way they will play with you but only until they have had enough.<BR/><BR/>I am sure they will let you live with them Jackie... they need someone to open up the cat food and to talk to them and to come with them for walkies... and really, because they love you. Because you earned it. I love that about them too.Griffinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03863034333159354009noreply@blogger.com