I am starting to love this time of the year! My humans cook this really yummy food, and the best part is that they do not have enough counter space to keep it all away from me. Oh, the smells are amazing. However, I don’t understand why my tall human will get up that early to start making their food, but when I want to be fed before the sun comes up the bedroom door gets closed instead. At first, I could not fathom how my three humans could consume the amount of food that they prepared. Then before I knew it there were a lot more humans in my house. They talked, ate, laughed, played games, and “caught up” with each other. These “family” members were thankful to be together for this big meal. I was thankful to have humans that aren’t used to a sneaky cat and left their plates unsupervised. It was a lot of work for a short amount of time, but for my humans it seemed worth it. Even my tiny human slept in during the “holiday” week.
I can’t say that I understand human traditions, but I loved the extra chin scratches, the treats I suckered humans into sliding under the table for me, and the gathering of people that I don’t see often. It was over quickly, but the feeling seemed to last long past the guests leaving. I am thankful for the family I have found. There is no better peace then being home cozy on my perch in the sunshine, looking down on my humans. Is it possible that things could get any better?
Wait a minute….what is that??? My humans just brought a tree into the house…..Now they are hanging all these sparkly cat toys on it!!!!! Look at all the boxes that they bought for me to play in! They really do love me! It truly is the most WONDERFUL time of the year!
Well I did it! I made it! One whole year! I am so grown up now! Still I continue to learn a lot from living with these humans that I call my family. I love the energy that my tiny human has. She can play with me whenever I want! However, she and I are both starting to learn that calm moments can be just as meaningful as the playful ones.
My tiny human got “sick” for a few days. It got to the point that she had to go to the hospital, and I didn’t see her or my tall humans for two days. When she got home, she still didn’t feel up to chasing me around, but I was ok with that. I got to snuggle in with her and we rested warm and safe in her bed. Thankfully she was soon recovered and ready for Halloween!
She was very excited about dressing as “Tinker Bell” and my humans laughed about dressing me up as “Capitan Hook”. I didn’t understand what they meant, but I soon found out. (see photo below). It was not my most dignified moment of the year, but it sure made my tiny human happy.
Speaking of undignified, have any of you met these squirrel creatures? They are bullies. There is one at our home that loves to torment me. It will jump from window screen to window screen looking for me. Once I am in the window watching, it will climb up and down the screen, get face to face with me through the glass. He taunts me. My tall human refuses to open the window and let me retaliate. It has given me an opportunity to bond with my older fur sibling. She gets taunted by the birds. We typically don’t get along all that well. She is older and doesn’t want to play, but I have taken to watching out the window with her. Small steps but they are in the right direction.
If you had told me a year ago that this was the life I was destined for when I found my humans a year ago, I may have had some hesitations. Now though, I can’t imagine life any other way. I have come to really appreciate my humans, and those scratches under the chin! They are the best. I have a unique life for a cat. Spending time in the church office I get to meet all sorts of people, but I home I get to curl up with my favorite person, my tiny human. Not a bad first year if I do say so myself.
Hello again humans,
I hope that you all have had a great “summer”. This was my first time experiencing this “summer” thing. Admittedly I am conflicted by it. I kept hearing things like “school’s out!” and “summer vacation”. My humans seemed very excited about this concept, and I too enjoyed the positive energy that came with this, but I quickly realized that I was to be left behind. This was not something I was used to. The tall human takes me to work with her even when my tiny human is at “school”, and when she is not at the office we are usually home together. Now there have been instances where the humans have left the house, but they return with all sorts of yummy goodies that they call groceries.
This summer thing was different. When they open the door, this wave a heat comes into the house. I am not a fan of this heat, but I have learned the joy that comes from laying directly in front of fans. My tall human has asked me several times why I have to “block” the fan. She obviously doesn’t understand the euphoria that cool air brings during the summer heat, or she wouldn’t have to ask me that. Summer has greatly lessened my desire to go outside. Being an indoor cat is definitely the life for me.
My humans put their coverings or “clothes” in these big boxes they called suitcases, and then they left. They were gone for serval days. Now I wasn’t alone. I got to meet some of their friends who house set for them. I enjoyed them as they joined in to my favorite games such as “knock the drink off the table” or “how many items will fall” when I jump from the top of the refrigerator onto the countertops. I had a great time, but I missed my tiny human. I even missed my tall humans.
Then one day they returned. They were tired which was weird because they said that the vacation was their time to relax. Not sure how they did it wrong, but they did not look relaxed and it took several days for them to “recover” from the vacation. It was nice for me because the humans were still long enough for me to learn how nice it is to snuggle next to them. While I am glad that they enjoyed their time away, I have learned that just being home with family can be comforting. While I know that the humans had felt cooped up because of the virus, I know they felt comfort in being home together. Sometimes it’s nice to just be in the moment with the ones you love.
Speaking of, my tiny human just laid down. It’s snuggled time! See you next time humans!
Have you tried these chicken nugget things? They are delicious!! Technically I am not supposed to eat them, but I stole one from my tiny human the other day. She started laughing but my tall human did not. She tried to take the chicken nugget away from me, thus the chase began. I am not proud of what happened next. Due to the wonderful taste of the chicken nugget I went into what the tall human refers to as “wild mode”. She said that the rumbling coming from my chest was not purring, this time I was growling. When my tall human got close to getting the chicken nugget, I swiped my paw at her and unfortunately, I scratched her.
In the moment it seemed like victory. My tall human backed off and I was left to devour my ill-gotten chicken nugget. It was heaven or so I thought. After the chicken nugget was gone and I had successfully spent an hour cleaning any remnants from my paws, mouth, fur, and floor I decided to seek out my humans. That is when I realized the extent of the mistake that I had made. When I went to sniff and rub up against my tall humans’ hand, I discovered that my swiping scratch had left several cuts.
The guilt immediately set in. I tried to help clean the scratches, but she wouldn’t let me. She set me back down on the floor and walked away. It really started to feel like the chicken nugget hadn’t been worth it. My humans are my snuggle buddies, my playmate, my chefs, and quite frankly, my life. I sat quietly near them as the tall human cleaned her hand. My tiny human berated me for not “being nice”. It truly felt like I had not only hurt my tall humans’ hand, I had damaged the trust between us. Dejected, I decided to sit in a chair outside of the office, away from my humans.
I wasn’t there for long. After she was done fixing her hand my tall human came looking for me. There was a big part of me that was expecting some consequence for my actions, but instead she just picked me up and brought me back into the office. She set me down on her desk and our day just continued. It was amazing! Even though I had hurt her, she didn’t reject me. She had forgiven me. I stayed a little closer to my tall human for the rest of the day, and I even sat still and let her trim my claws once we got home. Just for the record, having my claws trimmed is not my favorite activity, but I felt like I owed her this one.
I love my humans. They have truly accepted me just because I am me. While the temptation when it comes to chicken nuggets has not decreased, in fact now that I know what they taste like it has increased, my humans do what they can to help me. Now when there are chicken nuggets in the office they will eat in a different room with the door closed, thus effectively helping me not give into the temptation to swipe a nugget and go into “wild mode”. It feels amazing to know that even if I do slip up again there will still be love between me and my humans, and you what? That makes me want to not slip up again. Forgiveness and love are the strongest actions on the planet.
I am going to level with you humans, it is not easy or fun learning to be a “good boy”. In fact, for the first couple of weeks with my humans I started to believe my name was “No Bela! Get Down.” I love the praise and treats that come when I make the “right choices”. Unfortunately, there are a lot of temptations that surround me.
The kitchen counter is a fascinating place! Sometimes there is yummy food that I have come to find out is not mine, but it smells soooo good. Other times my tall humans play this game called cleaning the kitchen. It is great fun to sneak attack those fabric things that they are swooping around on the countertop. My tall humans will tell me to stop, place me on the ground, and the game starts over.
Bathrooms are another of my favorite places. However, it is apparently frowned upon to drink out of the toilet. My tall human is constantly reminding me that there are two “fountains” in the house with freshwater and asks why I would rather have toilet water. She clearly doesn’t get it. She also seems to get frustrated when I try to help them by pre-unrolling the toilet paper for them. So ungrateful.
So, you may ask, “if all the wrong choices are so fun, why do you even try to be good?” that is a fantastic question with a very simple answer: my tiny human. She is my favorite human, and I love being with her. When she is around there this rumbling starts in my chest. My tall humans call this purring. She is the perfect human to snuggle with and she is a great playmate. If being good means I get to stay with her, it is worth it. She is even worth the occasional spritz of water that comes when I ignore what I am being told to do. It’s funny how it seems the best things always come to you after the hard work.
I hope you have someone in life that is your reason for trying to do the right thing. It’s always nice to take a step back from the frustrations and remember why you are doing what you are doing. For me my tiny human is definitely worth it all and I will continue to work hard to the right thing. Well, speaking of my tiny human, her school day is almost over which means she will be coming to the office soon. I need to go take a nap so that I am ready to play when she gets here.
Hello humans. My name is Bela and I am the church cat. I adopted my humans when I found them wandering or as they say “working” at the church office in November of 2020. I had just moved into a storage shed under the stairs when I heard them pull up. There was a tall human and a tiny human. They heard my song of greeting and came down to welcome me to the neighborhood. It was then they invited me into the church. The tiny human is full of energy just like me and we bonded immediately. So much so that I was invited to their home to continue the play date. The tiny human gave me the name Bela. I like it.
I quickly realized that I enjoyed being with these humans and decided that I would live in their house with them so that I could continue to entertain and play with the tiny human. It did take some time to convince the alpha of the pack to let me stay, but I proved my worth by getting a “job” to do my part. This is how I became the church cat.
The tall human claimed at first that I was going to the office with them so I could be “potty trained”. It was quickly discovered that humans think that I am “cute”, and I make them smile. Occasionally one of them will need a snuggle. I couldn’t ignore that I am the purrfect candidate for this position, so I knew I had to keep coming to the office.
During the week I accompany my humans to the church. I am the official greeter for the office. When you come to the door, you will likely see me in the office window, as I alert the office humans to the guest at the door. Sometimes I can be found curled up on the minister’s couch. I also have taken on the responsibility of reminding the humans to stop and smell the roses, or in the case stop and pet the cat. You could say that I spoil these humans, but sometimes they just need a purr or a nip to remind them to enjoy the present.
It seems very easy for humans to get caught up in “news” and “stress”. Their world seems to be uncertain at times, and it can take a toll on them. Sometimes they need help to see the good in the world. With all the noise that surrounds them, all it takes is a purr or a small nip to remind them that good things are not usually loud. That’s why it can be hard to find them. I hope that you find the good and take the time to enjoy it. One of my favorite moments are when those feathery things sit outside the window and tweet. I could watch them for hours, but as for now it’s time to curl up next to the tiny human. The next time you walk by the office window, remember to wave, and I will send a purr your way.