Miss Kitty walks in her adoption…she thinks she’s a princess who has the entitlements of royalty.
She asks (tells) me when she’s hungry and expects to be fed.
She expects to be fed something she likes…she also makes it clear what she likes and does not like.
She expects me to note those choices.
She is not shy about asking…she will stand directly on my head as I sleep to let me know it’s time for breakfast.
If it is raining outside she will walk in the house, stop at my chair and get my attention, then walk into the bathroom to be toweled off.
She expects me to follow her promptly and complete the task at hand.
She usually informs me about 9:00 PM that it’s bedtime…she prefers the lights and the computer off then, thank you.
At times, she also wants displays of affection…she tells me when, how, and for how long she should be petted.
She is bold and unafraid to make her requests known to me and she has every expectation that they will be answered.
Because I love her, they usually are.
Chester has different expectations.
He cries a lot.
He does not yet believe he’s been truly adopted.
He cries because even though he eats enough for ten cats, he’s not sure I will keep feeding him.
Affection makes him nervous…he loves it until his fear kicks in…the fear that if he lets his guard down something bad will happen.
He’s trusted others before…it didn’t work out well.
He very much wants to act like Miss Kitty and have what she has, but fear rules him.
He just knows that if he was as bold as her he would end up in the street again…so he settles for whatever he gets.
Most of us act like Chester with God.
He wants us to act like Miss Kitty.
Be bold and expect goodness.
I have to go…she wants the chair…
Make your own application…