I Try Denial

This morning feels like a pause in the action.

Still Life Outside Door.

A dilute color-scheme seems right for today because that’s what things feel like at the moment.  It’s mild, freshly rained, out there.

I want to whisper so Bugs won’t hear.

Still Life Inside Door.

I don’t think I’m exaggerating if I say Bugs has been simply insane, for days now.  I don’t know what’s got into him.  Cat-erwauling nonstop from dawn to dusk.  It’s a wonder he has any vocal chords left.

Steady high winds, which have quieted only now, after four solid days?  More earthquakes?  (I may have imagined these.)  More illness, diagnosed in friends and loved ones?  (Wish I’d imagined that — )  Loss of important client?  Internet crashing now and then?  Stress-filled dreams?  Ugly public events?

Or maybe it’s today’s vet appointment.  Bugs definitely remembers the last one.  He won’t go into his crate now, neither for love nor money — before, all it took was a gesture . . . .

I just want the vet to check his ears and pronounce them clear — and to weigh him one more time, to see whether dietary tweaks have worked — I can always cancel, if I can’t get him into the crate —

Right now I think I’ll just try denial.

  A strategy that has worked so well, for so many.

Peter's denial

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About nadbugs

Anita loves cats. This must be because she, too, has had nine lives. She’s been dancing since she could walk, she was a commercial artist and advertising producer, she earned a third-degree black belt in Aikido, she is a drummer with the Afrique Aya Dance Company, she is an attorney, and she’s a meditator and a devoted student of Nonviolent Communication. She also spent one lifetime sidelined with a devastating back injury in 1992. Since then – FELDENKRAIS METHOD® to the rescue. The FELDENKRAIS METHOD is all about dreaming concretely – thinking intelligently and independently by way of a gracious and kind physicality. The work affords all who study it a process by which to reach, with movement, into the mind and the heart, to make nine lives into one whole being.
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4 Responses to I Try Denial

  1. Melanie says:

    Oh no, it sounds like it’s been a bad week all around. I’m sure Mr. Bugs is picking up on all of it; it’s amazing how sensitive cats can be. I swear that mine can be counted on to act out in all kinds of ways even if I come home mildly irritated at traffic, let alone having received so much bad news.

    I hope that things improve, for both of you.

  2. nadbugs says:

    Oh thank you. As ever, your kindness is gratefully felt. Why do things happen like this, in cycles? Well, at least the vet-visit is past us (though pounding rain-storm on the way back; couldn’t see much and the noise was terrific — couldn’t have been fun for BeeBop and I know it wasn’t for me; had to peel my hands off the steering wheel). Still — clean ears, and weight a titch down just as we were hoping. Bugs slept away the rest of the day. I chilled too. And I couldn’t finish this reply right away because he just came and did my all-time favorite thing, which is to interpose himself between me and the computer and require extensive ear- and chin-skritches. — deep breath — Now he’s curled up by my side. Happens only very occasionally. Wonderful when it does. Tomorrow’s another day.

  3. Between bad weather and a recent full moon and a tense human, it’s no wonder Bugs has been “vocal”. Hopefully he’ll be calmer and quieter now that he has a clean bill of health and you’ve both had a good chin scratch.

  4. typist for JhaJha, the Petite Panther says:

    Hugs and skritches all around…
    love

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