The Simplest Acts
It takes me five minutes and five dollars to run in an pick up these containers of grass for the cats. Junah loves them most and he will run over and start nibbling right away. For some reason it lessens my guilt a little that the cats can’t go outside anymore, other than in their catio, and wander the outdoor world like they used to. It bothers me a lot to have them indoors all the time. I worry about their health even though outdoors their health was at greater risk in theory. I worry about their mental health so I play with each of them every day to try and keep life interesting. If we didn’t have coyotes the size of tanks around here I’d probably let them go but man, these guys are huge and since I have not seen a cat roaming since we’ve been here I have no doubts why they hang around the town home areas so often.
I don’t miss the house we lived in but I do miss the small town. I don’t miss the commuting but I do miss the backyard and watching the cats chase each other in it. I miss sitting outside at night listening to the sound of neighbors talking and watching the moon rise. Someday it’s in my plan and hopefully the Great Whatever’s that we’ll own enough land to feel free again in the next 3-5 years.