Friday’s Post by Jasper

Friday, June 6th
Day Five

Yea! It’s Friday! Humans get so excited about this day, but it’s just another day to me. Let’s see where Momma, Daddy and Claire are today. According to the itinerary, they are heading back to where they were the first night, so that they can spend some quality time with Daddy’s family. So, another three or four hours of driving. Lucky them!

So, let’s get on with my story. Where was I? Oh, yes. The Baby Claire.

I still remember when they brought that little creature home. She smelled just like that hat Daddy left in the hallway. She was really quiet but kept making tiny squeaky noises.

I took one look and turned my back on her. I walked away so fast, that they didn’t even get a good picture of me sniffing her.

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I remember Merlin looking down on Claire from a safe vantage point on the back of the couch. Good call! Be up where you can size-up the situation!

But, he let his curiosity get the best of him, and down he came to check things out.

Merlin was completely overwhelmed by her charm. He’s weak. I wasn’t so careless. I was strong. I kept my distance. Her crying hurt my ears, but I tried not to let anyone notice. Everyone seemed to cater to her. This little tiny thing is here one week and already she has more visitors than what we’d seen in months.

I could see that I had major competition for my momma, so I gave up. I let Claire have her. I tried to pretend like I didn’t need Momma anymore. It seemed to work. Momma would get teary when I’d refuse to snuggle with her on the couch. She didn’t need me anyway; she had her new little baby to keep her warm. Even when Claire was in her crib, locked away behind the screen door, I didn’t go to Momma. I wanted to punish her and make her feel the way she’d made me feel.

I know this hurt Momma, and I’m sorry for my behavior. I finally realized that love isn’t like that. I finally realized that it’s impossible to run out of love, and just because Claire was more important than me on one level, it didn’t mean I wasn’t important at all. I’ve tried to make it up to Momma since, and she seems to have forgiven me and forgotten my insolent behavior.

People think the lives of cats are so easy. Well, for kitties like Merlin, life is blissful. For thinking kitties like me, things get a bit tough now and then.

But, I’ve worked through all my issues, so life is good again. Life will be even better once I successfully sneak up on my brother and pounce on him. I always take him by surprise…so I’m gonna go do that right now.

I have a lot more to share. This whole blog thing is totally like therapy.

Until tomorrow…

Meow,
Jasper