I awakened at three this morning. I realized the royal wedding was about to start. I showered, set the TV on the wedding, and settled back into bed. Baruch and Dodi arranged themselves, and we drifted in and out of marital vows.
It somehow seems appropriate for Meghan and Harry to start their lives together in Britain, as Mesquite and Willow move into their new home over on 6th.
Yesterday I dropped the kittens at the studio. Then I took my friend Norma over there with Juanita’s tacos. The kittens came to life as we walked into the room they have now claimed as their own. They tumbled over each other across the old easy chair, pushed into unseen nooks behind the door, pounced on scraps of bark, crawled under branches, and cuffed each others’ ears. For the most part they ignored us as they explored their space.
Eventually Norma and I grew tired. “Will they ever stop? It is bedtime!”
“I can’t leave them here until I know which kitten is which.”
I picked up one of them up, lifted its tail and peered. The first one’s equipment seemed indistinct. I put it down and peered at the other. “Ooh, look, there’s a tiny penis down there!” I held him long enough to note his markings. Mesquite. Rich dark stripes around his legs. Dark stripes over his forehead and down his neck.
I turned to Willow. Her fur patterned into paler gray leopard spots, more tufts of orangish-gold sprinkled through her grays. She wrestled to get out of my grasp.
As an experiment, I put her onto the a higher level of the cat tree. She wriggled higher, up to the top platform of the tree. I looked down at Mesquite. He was scaling the cat tree, from one platform up to the next. He scrambled and clawed up to the top to join his sister.
As Norma and I watched, Mesquite scrabbled over to her. They snuggled down together, and immediately went to sleep. We turned out the light and walked out into the cool evening.
Now I will go over, feed them breakfast. I have a two-day workshop at the ranch. The kittens will claim their territory amongst the mindfulness vessels. Next week we will bond, decide how divvy up our shared space.
"With all the beauty surrounding me here above the Verde Valley, how could I not create more beauty?"