there's something special
about holding a cat
they have to let you
they have to sense internally
you'll do them no harm
when a cat lets you hold them
its the greatest compliment
it means I trust you
you're alright with me
I'm alright with you
acceptance of the greatest magnitude
cats are discerning
they don't give their love away
its been bad publicity for the cat
that all you have to do is feed them
and they'll be a friend forever
statements like that are made in ignorance
of course a cat will eat when its hungry
or given some special treat
but I've seen cats walk away from food
as if it were poison
and I know that hunger is a basic drive
an instinct one cannot ignore
so is kindness
why not then believe that the cat
is reacting to the kindness and attention
and not the food
so many would underestimate the cat
I view them as extraordinary beings
with an inner life
and each possessing singular personalities
so much so that when one enters my life
and choses to befriend me
I have the presence of mind to know
I've been given a gift
love a cat
you will get so much more
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I don't have any real problem with cats liking me...
they seem to sense that I'm one of them...
I've had snarly cats calm down under my influence..
I talk to them like cats would like to be talked to,
in their own peculiar dialect, with respect and kindness.
Its worked out finer than frog's hair so far.
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