Therapeutic properties of Cats

**slick** · 04-11-2008, 07:18 PM

Oh my, these stories are giving me LES....but happy tears!!!

The only story I have is about my dear Max. I adopted him in April, 1997 and he was 5 years old at the time. He's always been a somewhat independant soul but he will snuggle on his terms. He's never been a lap cat.

When I was recovering from my cancer surgery in Sept/Oct/Nov/Dec of 2006 I was completely amazed how he changed into the stickiest velcro kitty I've ever had. If I got up out of bed to the couch he would follow me. Even though he fell asleep beside me there, he would immediately get up and follow me into bed again. He literally followed me everywhere....even into the bathroom. During that time when I took a shower, he would sit on the bathmat and wait for me to come out. It was like he wanted to make sure I was OK. He doesn't do that much now but he's turned into quite a talker since then. He truly is my heart kitty and he will be 16 this year. God willing, I won't need any more surgery before he makes the "trip" but if I do, I know that my furry nurse will be right by my side.

**Medusa** · 04-12-2008, 07:15 AM

My son sent me a card once when I was working 12 hour days and was so exhausted physically and mentally. On the cover of the card was a woman who was trying to unlock her door while her arms were full of grocery bags and she had her purse strapped onto her shoulder plus she was carrying a brief case. To say she was harried would be putting it mildly. As she turned the key, coming out from under the door was the sound of "meow". Upon opening the card, you could see a cat standing by the door and looking up at her. She dropped everything and picked up the cat, nuzzled her face in its fur and smiled. That's what my cats do for me. Without even trying.

**moosmom** · 04-12-2008, 05:49 PM

As she turned the key, coming out from under the door was the sound of "meow". Upon opening the card, you could see a cat standing by the door and looking up at her. She dropped everything and picked up the cat, nuzzled her face in its fur and smiled. That's what my cats do for me. Without even trying.

Oh YEAH!!!!!!

**Gin** · 04-12-2008, 08:29 PM

These stories are wonderful. After a nerve-shredding day at work, my cats always make me feel much better. And Sassy is always an ambassador of good will to all the neighborhood children.

**orangemm** · 04-13-2008, 09:53 AM

Oh, look at that Sassy! Such a sweetheart.

Yes, my guys help keep me on an even keel; I tend to worry incessantly and sometimes it ruins my quality of life. But I'll stop and take a deep breath, pick one of them up and have a nice snuggle. When that purring starts, all of my tension washes away. Instant therapy!