Something must be wrong with Miss Kitty…
No…Miss Kitty is asleep next to me, with a paw on my face and a claw in my nostril.
After carefully removing said claw, I raised up enough to see that it was 3:30 in the morning.
The yowling and mewling commenced at a higher volume as the yowler saw me stir.
I peered outside and identified the perp.
He is a big, orange, Maine coon cat, a stray that we’ve been feeding regularly.
He is of a very kind and timid disposition, a very decent sort of fellow.
Except at 3:30 in the morning.
“Go away and be quiet…I’ll feed you in the morning”, I barked.
He must have thought I said “I’ll be glad to feed you now”, because the yowling intensified.
Miss Kitty became angry that the felicity of her slumber had been interrupted and hissed at him.
I tried to return to sleep, so the yowler walked in the room so I could hear him more clearly.
I threw a sock at him.
“Go away orange cat! My cat and I are asleep”.
I gave up.
I went to the kitchen, prepared a bowl of food, and served him.
He buried his face in the dish as I went back to bed
I fell back to sleep…and the yowling commenced again
He had finished eating…but he hadn’t been petted.
He wanted to be loved as much as he wanted to be fed.
I obliged him for a few minutes, then this passage came to mind;
“Which of you who has a friend will go to him at midnight and say to him, ‘Friend, lend me three loaves,for a friend of mine has arrived on a journey, and I have nothing to set before him’;and he will answer from within, ‘Do not bother me; the door is now shut, and my children are with me in bed. I cannot get up and give you anything’?I tell you, though he will not get up and give him anything because he is his friend, yet because of his impudence he will rise and give him whatever he needs.And I tell you, ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you.For everyone who asks receives, and the one who seeks finds, and to the one who knocks it will be opened.”
(Luke 11:5–11 ESV)
Sleep had been hard to come by as I laid awake many nights worrying.
Peace fled from me and sleep with it.
Asking was for people who don’t know how to worry properly.
We all need loved.
We all need “fed”.
It seems to work for cats…
Make your own application…