"Dionysion splendor." And just when you think there is nothing new...

You get your first cat, and fall into the world of love of soft fur and warm body, a love who is; fragile, yet agile and strong, disposition that is regal yet vulnerable, individualistic, yet cozy.

My mind begins to see what I missed as a child never being around kitties because it wasn't allowed. I wasn't permitted to touch a cat.

Now I revel in this world of fur and warmth, and coziness.

I wonder what it must be like to observe a mother cat with her kittens, them nursing, and kneading her (no pun). The closeness for these lovely creatures as they are entwined in mother, her cleaning them, and loving them so tenderly and closely, so unlike human experiences where we were put on bottles to feed, sometimes the bottle left perched on a blanket instead of in Mothers arms, close to her body, her smell, and warmth.


My kitty came to me this morning and curled up real close, and as I rubbed his neck, he turned on his back for me to rub his tummy, and I felt like a mother cat must feel, and could see my cat as a kitten close to Mother in a world of Dionysion splendor; warm and safe, fed and nurtured.

I love my kitty. Here I am, in my 50's, and I just discovered something all new.
...And check out my mood under the weather pixie, it's Cuddly!

What's next I wonder?

This is good enough for now!

Is this... Many Random Memory number 41?

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