Sit with me if you will for a while, I have something to say. It's been a while since we last talked,and I've been keeping my feelings at bay. I had the words all sorted out, I knew just what to do. But now with you sitting here; I've forgotten all too soon. If you reach deep into my soul, You'll find it ready to be bared. My head is thinking one thing, But my heart is not prepared.

(From my poem "Thoughts Gone Astray" written and © in 1997 by JJ.)

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Snorkle to the Rescue!

Today, Snorkle tried to rescue me from the shower. He often sits outside the shower on the rim of the bathtub and occasionally looks in on me from behind the shower curtain. Sometimes he'll lick my fingers and then rub his head against my hand if I offer it. And occasionally he'll paw at the shower curtain to get my attention or slap at me as I try to get into the shower. This is all normal Snorkle behavior. At the end of the shower he attempts to clean me, even though I'm already clean so I have to make sure I dry off quickly lest I have my feet cleaned again for me.

Today however he swatted at me as I tried to get in the shower and attempted to bite me which I assume is his way of keeping me from getting in. Then he sat on the edge of the shower and poked his head in as usual to peer at me. When that didn't work he tried his darnedest to meow. This cat can't meow, he never developed the ability to so he just sort of makes "ak" sounds and "boops" in place of the meow. But today, today he actually almost pulled off the meow he tried so hard!

I put my hand out for him to lick since he likes to do that and he was intense about it. He would lick my hand and then love on me, and then repeat the process. Since I was in a hurry I only let him do this a few times before pulling my hand back to me and then promptly rinsing it. Snorkle would not go away this morning. He ran from one side of the tub to the other, poking his head in the shower curtain on both sides. It made me laugh. I couldn't understand his fervor for getting me out. I mean, this process happened daily and he was used to it but for some reason, this morning, I was in danger and he had to get me out! To be fair, I am very clumsy, maybe he has cat intuition or something.

Eventually I did get out of the shower and he greeted me as though I had been away on vacation for weeks. He was attempting to clean me like I had never been cleaned. I am a big cat after all. I brushed my hand through his beautiful cream and orange colored fur to calm him. It worked a little. He continued to clean me until I managed to get dried off. I must tell you that being cleaned by a cat is no pleasant thing. Sweet, but unpleasant. Once I was dressed I turned on the water at the sink for him. This at least got him totally calmed down.

So yes, Snorkle to the rescue it seems!

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