Kirsten
10-02-2008, 01:26 PM
I read this in another forum (in the German translation) and liked it a lot, now I found the original and thought I'd share it with you. Hope you like it!
I Am Your Cat
I am your cat, and I have a little something I'd like to whisper in your ear
I know that you humans lead busy lives. Some have to work, some have
children to raise. It always seems like you are running here and there,
often much too fast, often never noticing the truly grand things in life.
Look down at me now, while you sit there at your computer. See the way my
eyes look at yours? They are slightly cloudy now. That comes with age. The
gray hairs are beginning to ring my soft muzzle. You smile at me; I see love
in your eyes. What do you see in mine? Do you see a spirit? A soul inside,
who loves you as no other could in the world? A spirit that would forgive
all trespasses of prior wrong doing for just a simple moment of your time?
That is all I ask. To slow down, if even for a few minutes to be with me. So
many times you have been saddened by the words you read on that screen, of
others of my kind, passing. Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly,
sometimes so suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat.
Sometimes, we age so slowly before your eyes that you may not even seem to
know until the very end, when we look at you with grizzled muzzles and
cataract clouded eyes.
Still the love is always there, even when we must take that long sleep, to
run free in a distant land. I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here
next week. Someday you will shed the water from your eyes, that humans have
when deep grief fills their souls, and you will be angry at yourself that
you did not have just "One more day" with me.
Because I love you so, your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me. We have
NOW, together. So come, sit down here next to me, and look deep into my eyes
What do you see? If you look hard and deep enough we will talk, you and I,
heart to heart.
Come to me not as "alpha" or as "owner" or even "Mom or Dad," come to me as
a living soul and stroke my fur and let us look deep into one another's eyes
and talk. I may tell you something about the fun of batting toys, or I may
tell you something profound about myself, or even life in general.
You decided to have me in your life because you wanted a soul to share such
things with. Someone very different from you, and here I am. I am a CAT, but
I am alive. I feel emotion, I feel physical senses, and I can revel in the
differences of our spirits and souls. I do not think of you as a "Cat on two
feet", you are human, in all your quirkiness, and I love you still.
Now, come sit with me. Enter my world, and let time slow down if only for 15
minutes. Look deep into my eyes with your heart, with your joy and I will
know your true self. We may not have tomorrow, and life is oh so very short.
(Author Unknown)
I Am Your Cat
I am your cat, and I have a little something I'd like to whisper in your ear
I know that you humans lead busy lives. Some have to work, some have
children to raise. It always seems like you are running here and there,
often much too fast, often never noticing the truly grand things in life.
Look down at me now, while you sit there at your computer. See the way my
eyes look at yours? They are slightly cloudy now. That comes with age. The
gray hairs are beginning to ring my soft muzzle. You smile at me; I see love
in your eyes. What do you see in mine? Do you see a spirit? A soul inside,
who loves you as no other could in the world? A spirit that would forgive
all trespasses of prior wrong doing for just a simple moment of your time?
That is all I ask. To slow down, if even for a few minutes to be with me. So
many times you have been saddened by the words you read on that screen, of
others of my kind, passing. Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly,
sometimes so suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat.
Sometimes, we age so slowly before your eyes that you may not even seem to
know until the very end, when we look at you with grizzled muzzles and
cataract clouded eyes.
Still the love is always there, even when we must take that long sleep, to
run free in a distant land. I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here
next week. Someday you will shed the water from your eyes, that humans have
when deep grief fills their souls, and you will be angry at yourself that
you did not have just "One more day" with me.
Because I love you so, your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me. We have
NOW, together. So come, sit down here next to me, and look deep into my eyes
What do you see? If you look hard and deep enough we will talk, you and I,
heart to heart.
Come to me not as "alpha" or as "owner" or even "Mom or Dad," come to me as
a living soul and stroke my fur and let us look deep into one another's eyes
and talk. I may tell you something about the fun of batting toys, or I may
tell you something profound about myself, or even life in general.
You decided to have me in your life because you wanted a soul to share such
things with. Someone very different from you, and here I am. I am a CAT, but
I am alive. I feel emotion, I feel physical senses, and I can revel in the
differences of our spirits and souls. I do not think of you as a "Cat on two
feet", you are human, in all your quirkiness, and I love you still.
Now, come sit with me. Enter my world, and let time slow down if only for 15
minutes. Look deep into my eyes with your heart, with your joy and I will
know your true self. We may not have tomorrow, and life is oh so very short.
(Author Unknown)