Pissy Cats and Weekend Lilies

 

Well, it's the weekend again. Terry has arranged his work life to be in the Veteran's Administration's company for four days a week now instead of five. This gives him permanent three-day weekends. Three-day weekends give us an extra day to laugh together, to relax together, and to just enjoy each other. It's a perfect arrangement. Our fur babies also love having dad home a bit more. Thursday afternoons are always uplifting, just knowing Terry will be home for the weekend. Thursdays are now his Fridays, and the weekend begins the moment he steps across the threshold. We begin the weekend by deciding what we are doing for the three days. 

Kit (pictured above) was in a fairly good mood today, but he grew a bit "pissy" when dad spent time gone and not with him. He came and laid by me as I was working but kept peering up at me with those piercing blue eyes, letting me know he guessed I would do as a replacement for his dad. Of course, with Kit, the closeness in proximity to mom means he can reach those large paws outward to snag anything and everything off of my laptop table. 

Not getting much work done anyway, I chose to pick up my phone and snap some photos of him instead of pounding away on the keyboard. I am a transcriptionist and closed caption writer for a company. Great job and somebody's got to do it but give me a break. Given a choice of playing with a handsome fur-man or work? I'll take the good-looking guy every time. 

The clipped ear is not from a cat fight or injury from any accident. It is one way of "marking" the cat when he has been fixed in the adoption center and is ready to be taken to his forever home. It's a method of tagging the cat, showing he has been neutered, however Terry and I both hate the fact that his ear was clipped. 

When Kit doesn't get his way, he takes his fish and goes "home." He was frustrated that I would not allow him to pull my speakers off the desk, nor the mouse, mousepad, or even the hand sanitizer I keep close by. Poor baby just didn't get his way and is pouting.

Kit bored of mom telling him "No" every time he reached out toward my desk to retrieve anything not tied down, he thought looked fun to play with. He couldn't get away with anything and began to tire of the game. The frustrated feline figured out that he was on the losing end of the attempts to attack all of mom's "playthings," so he stabbed his flopping fish with a toenail. Using his toenail grasp, he pulled the toy near his body and rolled himself into a ball on the rug in front of the fireplace heater. He settled in with the flowing heat brushing across his body, he relaxed and fell fast asleep.

Without Kit's infinite "help", I was able to get my work done. I finished the file and chose another task to take on. It was getting close to the time Terry would return and I think Kit knows when the time is close. He has been sitting on the edge of the couch lately, waiting for dad to walk in, especially when he hears Terry's car, but often when he knows the time is coming through sensing it. I could hear my sweet man's arrival by the clock and using my own senses. Besides, I heard the sound of the car engine. Kit launched for the arm of the furniture, waiting impatiently for dad to open the door. Terry turned the doorknob, walked in, and was immediately stalked by his fur babies.  

Jasper the chihuahua began to flop on the bed in excitement of the homecoming. Bella appeared for the second time today, leaving her favorite spot under the bed. Terry immediately walked over to me, bent down and gave me a kiss, but he also handed me a large bouquet of the most beautiful, aromatic rose and lily blend of flowers. I was so surprised! As he handed them off to me, he remarked that they were to cheer my workday up and wow! Did he ever achieve that!

The roses were an array of absolute gorgeousness, in red, white, pink, and a tropical coloration. Mixed in with the astounding natural colors of the long-stemmed roses were lilies in hues of pink, white, and lilac. Not only were the flowers stunning, but the smell was heavenly. I thanked my sweet man profusely, buried my nose down into the garden mixture while taking in a deep breath, then took them into the kitchen to arrange the flowers into a vase. The aroma of lilies and roses immediately put a smile on my face and brought joy to my heart. Not only with the kindness of the gesture, knowing my man thought of me, but I am a scent woman!

Between potpourri and flowers and various scents of essential oils, I surround myself with the scent of nature when I can. Christmas is spent with outdoorsy pine and cedar smells, sometimes even blended with citrus or cinnamon. Summer means my home is filled with lilacs in bloom, roses galore, and the sweetness of honeysuckle and don't even get me started on hyacinths or gardenia. Various scents bring on memories both great and fun, including the smells around me that are not so sweet. Put on a loaf of freshly made, baking breads and the sensory overload is definite! Memories flash through my mind. Good memories. Thoughts of baking and all that entails comes rushing back, along with such an overwhelming sense of happiness surrounding the love of baking.

The flowers Terry brought home is such a delight, to brighten up the room and put light into my heart. My sweet man is always considering what makes me happy and I hold him deep in my soul because of that aspect of his personality and the depth of kindness he shows me. Appreciation and gratitude, with a large helping of gratefulness is returned. I adore Terry and try to show him respect. It is important not to take any of this new life for granted. He tells me he feels unconditional love and I hope to always keep him in that bubble, making sure he knows this is "home" for him. 

 The laughter, the joy, and the love we have shared has been a true gift. Ladies, we all know it's the little things that please us and make us feel wanted, needed, and loved. We are meant to be happy and to feel love, whether it be from a friend, a sibling, mother, father, or partner. Life is too short to just "settle". You deserve that love, that kindness. I do wish everyone love and happiness in their life, as I have found in mine.