What a day.
Can it get any better?
Fresh catnip, and a box.
Pixie come look, there's a new bed.
Like children my furry babies love nothing more than to play with empty boxes, clothes hanging on the airer, bits of wool, they see pleasure in simplicity.
Watching their gratitude when a fascinating new toy appears in their world is enchanting.
It makes me see how many humans are still lost in the numb world of doing, filled with heaviness this weight brings.
Finding peace in watching the innocence of frisky delight in my feline family maintains my sense of self, as they offer me endless avenues to view the interconnectedness of myself...........