Our Bennie cat, a feral we took in last summer. We had to put him down two weeks ago. He had a brain tumor.
Nicholas Gray and Maryanne
“Until one has loved an animal a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.” — Anatole France.
Maryanne Christiano-Mistretta is the author of “Love Cats” available on Amazon in paperback and kindle editions: https://www.amazon.com/Love-Cats-Maryanne-Christiano-Mistretta/dp/1681020513
It’s almost evening, so I hope it’s not to late for the first Cat-urday of the year!
This photo was taken yesterday at the home of our friends Daniel and Patty, owners of this adorable fluff! ❤
Maryanne Christiano-Mistretta is the author of “Love Cats” available on Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1681020513
I had so much excess energy last night, it was one of those nights I call “Maryanne Nights” that I haven’t had in a long time. A night where I go to the bedroom and play the most happiest, exciting fun songs, sing at the top of my lungs, dance and jump on the bed for a few hours!
Because, it doesn’t happen too often, but it happens to all of us. And yesterday it happened to me. A rare moment in life where everything is absolutely perfect.
Because I found a new eye doctor I adore, who has the greatest personality, and I got a perfect eye report! (Just because I’m very near-sighted doesn’t mean I can’t have healthy eyes — and my eyes are very healthy!)
Because all my relationships are excellent! I have the best husband, the best family, the best in-laws, and the best friends!
Because out of the blue two people I highly admire and respect their work contacted me about creative projects!
Because my career (writing and managing musicians) is at a perfect pace and I’m not stressed out.
And most of all, because my Billy Cat — who couldn’t walk a week ago — is walking again thanks to pet acupuncture and laser treatment!
Mind you, he’s not walking perfectly — yet — but he’s trying like all hell. His little paws that were ice cold for days on end are now circulating and they are warm like a kitty’s paws should be.
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So, after spinning a few good songs, my husband came up and joined the party with me, along with our kitty Derick. And Billy too. Billy who hasn’t been upstairs in weeks because his little back legs are too weak to climb the stairs.
And the party continued, with lots of smiles, and laughter and happy fun songs! (And cute cats!)
But did I REALLY dance with the cats? Well, Billy, who was always my favorite cat to dance with (because he’s such a mush you can do anything with him) is not quite ready to cat dance yet. He’s getting there though. And I look forward to dancing with Billy on his 20th birthday next year!
And Derick, he don’t dance. He just sings!