So I had to take over the blog to tell you a little story about my girl. Long time readers of the blog, and readers of our book, may know that Fin's secret love affair with her toy mouse is what started it all for us on the writing front. A short story for writing class called "Mousey and Me a Tale of Forbidden Love" is what spawned everything that has come after.
When she was still a young cat I bought her a toy mouse, it was bigger than the mini mice she lost under all the furniture so I had big hopes. I took it out of the package, tossed it at Fin and she couldn't have cared less.
The mouse sat in exactly the same spot for weeks, when suddenly it started turning up all over the house. We NEVER saw Fin play with it, so both Hubby and I assumed the other was moving it (why we thought the other one would be moving a cat toy around the house is another question).
One morning I heard this awful cat noise, it sounded like she was being strangled. I raced to find her and she was fine, just chilling in the general vicinity of the mouse. This was repeated very often till we realized she was carrying the mouse and singing, and because Mousey is so plump it causes a strangled meow.
Only once in all these years have I actually seen her with Mousey.
I heard the strangled love song coming down the hall to the bedroom. I sat perfectly still, and rounding the corner was my girl with Mousey in her mouth singing out loud. As soon as she saw me she dropped Mousey like it was some shameful secret. The idea of a forbidden love affair bloomed in my head.
Over the years we have grown accustomed to the sounds of "Mousey Movement", but we never see the actual transportation. Until the other morning.
I was running late and was just wrapping up an email in the den, when around the corner comes my girl, Mousey carried proudly in her mouth, tail held high, singing out her song of love with a smile on her face. She got all the way into the den when she spotted me and dropped her beloved.
It's funny that such a simple thing can make a cat mom's heart sing. When there is Mousey time, I know she is feeling her best and I know she is happy and joyful, and that makes me feel the same.
What makes your cat parent heart sing?