Yes, I can see how lovely your Eudora is.
I, too, have suffered from major depression and melancholia; also anxiety--for decades. I am more-or-less used to it by now, but I shall never be reconciled to it: it is an unwelcome guest. As with you, so too with me: my two wonderful 15 year old cats, both rescues, have been my faithful friends and we make a splendid family. They have always been there for me, are very sensitive to my affect, and interacting with them does me a world of good. Needless to say, I understand their desires and try to cater for them. I am retired and they have my attention 24/7/365. There has never been a harsh word in our home and in consequence, the cats are very mellow. They sense how much they are loved, and I, too, feel loved by them. Everyone who sees them remarks how exceptional they are.
I rescued one when my students brought him from a bus terminal in Czechia, and my tabby I rescued at midnight on Christmas Eve in a Czech railroad yard, as I awaited a midnight train. She came out from under the tracks and jumped into my arms. She was disinclined to leave, so I brought her home to my other rescued cat, telling him that I had a Christmas present for him. Next morning they were sleeping together in his bed, and it has been like that these 15 years.
They each have their own beautiful Christmas stockings, and each Thanksgiving and Christmas I roast a fowl for them. They have their own holiday dishes and placemats. Being nice cats, they share a bit of their holiday repast with me.
I am persuaded that the Lord God did not do His best work when He created Man: mere apprentice work; but when He made the kitties he got it right!
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