Because pets bring stuff home. Mr. Putter, the cat, has roundworm, an ear infection and possibly fleas. And he's an indoor cat. How did that happen? He's not supposed to bring anything home ... he's always home. We're supposed to bring stuff to him, like ponytail holders (his favorite toy) and little aquatic-smelling treats.
He's a breathing mound of vet bills (has been since we adopted him) and yet we love him. Because Mr. Putter is lovable. Having animals in the house is a splendid thing. It teaches kids all the usual stuff: responsibility, blah-blah-blah. But more than that, it's just good. It's really good. It's really charming to see a child stop and gaze in wonder at this silly, beautiful creature that God made.
If you read Melissa Wiley's post the other day about glitter in which she quotes a delightful post by Billi-Jean (whom I don't know but, based on this post, like immensely) then you know what I'm talking about. Stuff that is "inherently good."
Mr. Putter is the glitter of cats. He's a mess but we don't ever want to get rid of him.
2 comments:
I know this post is almost a year old, but it just showed up on technorati as linking to my blog, so I'm gonna comment anyway :D
I agree completely: Cats are inherently good. We recently aquired a kitten (planned) and a third cat (not planned) and it is all working out so wonderfully. Right now, there is a 10 yo girl handfeeding the kitten beside me, while the other two cats mill around, hoping for a morsel of kitten food, which is apparently like candy compared to their 'adult weight-maintenance' stuff.
You're right - cats ARE like glitter :)
And I'm so glad you did comment! How delightful to hear from you.
Your house sounds like my girls' idea of paradise. Just today, we had to pry five kittens off of them when it was time to leave the pumpkin patch ... the little guys were too young to leave their mother, or I'd have been sorely tempted. :-)
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