tiny dancing with my love

Today was a good day

Today I danced in the kitchen to music heard only in my head.  I danced with Fuzzy Love in my arms meowing her dislike and nervousness.  (she always seems to think that I am going to put her in a pot and cook her)  I danced because I could.  I danced because I wanted to.  I danced in my jammies because I needed to.   I sang to my Fuzzy Love words my Nan used to sing to me.  I did it loud and with love and care.  I wanted Fuzzy to know that she is important and loved.  I didnt always love my Fuzzy-Bunny Cat.  When she was just my charge while petsitting I didnt like that she drooled like a puppy, or that when I went to the facilities, she would cry at the door and hit her head.  I didnt like that she would cry incessantly during the TV shows I loved so much.  I can honestly say that she wasnt my original pick and I would have rathered a quieter cat, a more independent cat.  And yet when it came down to it, all the others were gone and it was her and I. And she and I sat staring at each other, she came over, perched herself in my lap as though to say "please, can you love me?" and my heart melted.  In all the time I had been pet sitting, I let the kittens have the run of the house, and I had my room.  No Fuzzy faces allowed.  And that night I slept on the couch, and she purred her way through the night, and I havent slept here without her hogging up a pillow, snoring her cute little buzzy sounding snore, and hitting me in the face with her paws since.  It wasnt easy, coming to a realization that I in fact was so mean to her, and she loved me despite it. But that is what unconditional love is.  It is loving something or someone so much that even when they hurt you, even when they are mean and lashing out with dragon fire and burning your spirit and soul, you love them anyway.  And my Fuzzy faced baby with four legs and wet nose and the cutestcaramel colored markings and sassy prance when she walks.  She loves me when I cry and when I am so mad, and she loves me even more when I love on her. 

So I danced because I love her and because she is the only thing sometimes that gets me going.  Friends come and go, Family you can take or leave, but having her fill a place in my heart that I never knew was empty, that makes my life complete.  Even if I marry and have children, my little Fuzzy Faced baby will always be my first child.