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We're a bunch of majestic animals, sharing our adventures and wisdom! We were all living in the wild outdoors until humans scooped us up and showed us the warmth and safety of indoor habitation. What makes it exciting moment to moment is our mindset: "Zero fluffs given!"

A Day Bookended by Love

I stayed in bed a little longer than usual until Cheddar, O.G., and Big Grey nudged me to get up. As I turned onto my left side and slowly pushed myself up, I glanced out the front window and noticed a hazy scene. I then rushed to the back window and saw a heavy mist enveloping everything. I could not even make out the field in the backyard.

The silhouette of trees against a mist-filled field.

Before I adopted Puccini, she was at the Associated Humane Societies in Tinton Falls, where they named her, “Misty.” The name did not stick obviously. She never responded to it after she came home with me. I tried many names—composers, musicians, random words—but only one made her run to me. No matter where she was in the house, she always darted over when I called out, “Puccini!”

Later in the evening, some frozen fish filets had been heated up. I wasn’t really hungry, but I ate one anyway.

A platter of breaded fish filets.

Nearly two years ago, I came home after a week-long stay in the hospital. While there, I had imagined Puccini running up to me as soon as I returned because she missed me so much. That did not happen!

I was still very weak; getting out of the car and inside tired me, so I sat down in the living room to rest. As soon as I spotted Puccini, I called out to her, but she kept her distance. Even after being carried over to me and receiving a couple of rubs, she was like, “Nah!”

After some time, I made it upstairs to get settled and relax in bed. Puccini followed and watched me the whole time. For supper I forced myself out of bed and sat on an ottoman at the foot of the bed. Some breaded fish filets were brought up to dine on. Well, guess who suddenly wanted to be next to me? The princess eyed my plate and looked at me pleadingly. I gave her a teeny piece, and all was forgiven. From that moment, she became my constant companion once again.

This truly was a magical day. I believe that my experience on Tuesday during meditation was just the beginning. Tending to my energetic layers is allowing me to open up these channels and feel a greater connection to all.


A circle cropped portrait of Elisa.
Elisa
Passing time caring for critters.
Creating while they nap.