fran is finally sleeping next to me
and i'm still running around trying to make sure she's happy
Good morning everyone,
I hope this weekend is less anxious for you than mine as been :) It’s funny how worries kind of just jump around from one thing to the next.
When I first brought Fran home, she was curious and open, friendly (to my apartment more so than to me directly, she’s an explorer). For the first couple of weeks, Fran was simply an animal in my home who I decided I loved because she was my pet. She was my pet cat and so I loved her. I grew up with dogs, and this equation was always reciprocated immediately. We are humans in their home and they love us because we are the people around who feed them and also love them. Cats are different (pssst: and for the better, I think. Relationships are built! Over time!). I felt some affection here and there with early headbutts, but they felt more like “I need you and you are nice I guess” headbutts. Cats are a slow burn. And with age, I have come to really appreciate a slow burn.
Well, as we round the corner on month 4 of our life together, Fran and I have hit a big milestone:
Unless of course my brain has decided to take a turn down worst case/rare and scary case scenario road (this happens whenever something else, totally unrelated to Fran, is juuuuust beneath the surface of my skin. A little worry that I might not be aware of yet):
This tendency makes most things — especially taking care of another living creature — a bit of a delicate balance.
(and I’m glad I’m getting some practice with it now!)
“Good” things can become “bad” things in the blink of a twitching eye:
Fran is OK. Fran is OK. Fran is OK? I am OK. I am OK. I am OK?
If anyone else is spinning in a corner, hi nice to see you. A walk (especially if it’s also ice cold where you are) tends to help. It’s annoyingly simple, but true.
Fran says hi and sends her love.
Thanks for reading,
A
this was wonderful to read! Especially the bit at the end about taking a walk. thank you!
Ha! This is ttly me with our cat. “Aw! They’re snuggling up to me (not a typical thing)! Then, “Wait, is it cuz I’m dying??”.