…visible soul…

sweet sweet girl

“I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul.”
– Jean Cocteau

“A cat has absolute emotional honesty: human beings, for one reason or another, may hide their feelings, but a cat does not.”
– Ernest Hemingway

This week, we celebrated a special birthday- our beautiful kitty, Delilah, turned 15.

If you know me at all, you know I love my pets. But I don’t make it a secret that I love Delilah most of all. She’s been with me for many years and we have a very, very deep connection.

You sometimes hear stories about how certain pets choose their owners. Delilah absolutely “chose” me- she was claimed by another family, but when I went to look at available kittens, she came right up to me and sat loaf style up against my leg and gave me this gorgeous, beautiful slow blink of her eyes. The next day I got a call letting me know that based on that little exchange, she was mine if I wanted her. And I did. What a gift.

She started out as an “only pet”, and adapted when I added a bird, a husband, more cats, more birds, and then a child into the family. She’s been by my side every step of the way.

She kept me company through many lonely nights in graduate school. She’s sat in many windows, peering out into the darkness waiting for me (now, for all of us) to come home. She quietly moves through the house with her tail up and her nose sniffing. If she gets antsy, she’ll yowl. But not often. She greets us all every morning with drawn-out blinks of her beautiful copper eyes and a quiet calm, unlike the other two cats, who yowl and howl and demand breakfast.

I love this little cat. We all do. We love her little, quiet soul. We love how smart she is.

I love that she loves *me*. My only hope is that she truly gets *just* how much I adore her, how much I appreciate her, how much I love her. I know it may sound a little crazy, but I don’t care. I wish everyone could understand how cool it is to love and animal and have that animal love you back. She’s my best friend and my soul mate and I celebrate every day I get to spend with her.

Happy birthday, MamaDigs (a nickname… don’t ask…)



By the way, I have a new post up at Sprout today. It’s about COLEUS. It’s so exciting that you’ll want to go and read it RIGHT AWAY. (I’m kidding. Sorta.)

By the way, by the way: I *just* found out I won something really great (the Gardenia line- gardening inspired papers, stickers, etc.) from American Crafts, which is probably my favorite brand of crafting/paper art supplies (if you saw how much of their paper and letter stickers I have…) I AM SO EXCITED! Okay, just had to add that!

3 thoughts on “…visible soul…

  1. I completely understand your love for Delilah. We had two cats indoor cats for quite a long time that I loved to pieces but there was a feral cat that stole my heart and mine, his. I have never in my life had a connection to an animal like I did with Smokey. He would literally give me hugs. He would get into my lap, put one paw on each side of my neck and press his body into mine. Because he was feral, it took many months of me trying to gain his trust slowly bit by bit. But once that trust was gained, he loved me. He followed me around like a dog. Unfortunately, he was FIV+. I gave him medicine daily for 2 years until there was no longer anything else I could do for him. He is missed. 🙁

  2. BEAUTIFUL Delilah…happy 15! So sweet to hear her story, which is your story too. :o) Our cat Charlie turns 11 this years. He “came” with our house when we bought it. The previous owners of the house also owned Charlie. But they were unable to take him to where they were moving and asked if we would take him on. Funny thing is, we had intended to get a cat after moved in, so it was the perfect arrangement for everyone! And all this time, it’s like we’d picked him ourselves, he’s so ours. I love cats! Oh, congrats on the VERY fun week, Chel–hooray! Happy Weekend ((HUGS))

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