He sat near the window watching the cars go by, stretching and yawning..
he just woke up. Then he turned and watched her…she was sleeping. He
was hungry and couldn’t wait for her to wake up. He thought of jumping on
the bed and purring..but maybe she would be angry if she was tired. He ran
in the kitchen to see if he had any Crunchies left..but no he had
finished them the night before. He took his ball with the bell in it and rolled
it across the room thinking she would awake and take care of his needs.
He wished he was able to open a can himself and eat the delicious salmon
that he loved so much.
He decided that he must take extraordinary measures to wake her up so
he jumped in the dog’s bed waking the dog up who barked and finally
she..his human Mom..awoke with the start..and yelled at the dog. Casper
laughed to himself not only did he manage to wake her up but he got
that dumb dog, Sparky..in trouble.
As she walked in the kitchen..he followed her walking very close..as she
started to open the can he arched his back and rubbed himself on her
leg appreciating the meal he was about to receive. He rolled on the
floor in excitement. When she put his food down..he ate..as cats do..
a little at a time. He passed Sparky and hissed. He went onto the couch
stretching and cleaning himself with his brush-like tongue waiting for
her to come and sit down so he could climb up on her lap and be stroked.
He loved when she stroked his head and face and stomach and she
kissed his ears. She sat next to him..picked up her newspaper..but no..
he needed attention..he crawled under her paper patting her softly reminding
her who came first..she began to stroke him and continued for a long
time…When he had enough, because Casper was extremely independent..
he picked up, jumped off her and went on the hunt. He found his new toy mouse He first stalked it ran sideways, jumped in the air..caught it in is mouth and played for the rest of the afternoon. Life had been good to Casper..his human Mom found him on the street when he was just a kitten and he came home with her and had plenty of food, toys, a place to sleep, lots of love, and of course, Sparky.
In Memory of my Cat, Casper, who went to Cat Heaven when he was 22 years old.