Courage from a Furriend…Kind’a…
So from my post yesterday, you guys know I am having a bit of a set back in my recovery process. I have had so many emails, comments and Tweets from my furriends with encouragement…means a lot to me and Dad and Mom.
Well, I am still in need of some courage to get back to doing a couple of things I have done before…like napping in my upstairs bed in Mom’s office window while she works for me. Now I just zip out when she comes in…and I don’t go into our bedroom in the day any more either. I used to luvluvluv taking my afternoon naps in there…now I am hanging most of the day in my cat tower…napping (maybe I am depressed????)
Sort’a sad, huh?
Anyway, so Mom suggested I go spend a bit of time with our “Sibe” who guards our front door…His name is Nanuk. He’s the closest thing to a “furriend”I have in our home ‘cuz really, I am an only cat. But, even if he isn’t the “real deal” Sibe…he has courage like all Sibes and he guards our front door.
So I spent some time with him yesterday…hangin’ out and just channeling our thoughts quietly back and forth.
I think it may have helped a teeny bit ‘cuz I slept really good with Mom last night…I snuggled tight against her legs and stuff…and Dad fed me this morning right next to his chair and I actually ate! Even with him sittin’ right there! I usually wait to be all alone…I’m kind of a nervous eater.
That’s my day. And I think we can get courage from our furriends even if they may not be totally like “real”…it’s the process that counts, huh?!
A big “arrooooo” and “woo woo woo” to all my real Sibe friends. Paw pats, Savannah