Being Thankful for Lucy

 Lucy kitty is lounging on the back of the sofa as this is typed.  She is still her sweet, cuddly self  but not really eating.  I remember picking her up at a rescue shelter 11 years ago.  My heart hurting because I had lost my Bronte kitty.  I had been looking over all the strays in need of a home but, in the end, it was Lucy who caught my heart.  I picked her up and she curled up in my arms purring and not wanting to get down.  I called her a little heart healer.  It's a nickname I've been calling her ever since.

 Excuse my messy hair in this photo.  I've been sleeping on the sofa to spend more time with her.  I'm trying hard take good care of her and to make sure she is feeling loved.

The other evening I tried putting on the cat sitter dvd for Lucy.  She was the only one of the kitty brats to love this DVD.  She ignored it but, for the first time ever, Winston thought it was the best thing, jumped up on the dresser,  and tried to swat at all the helpless little video critter on the screen.  This little dude knows how to make me laugh.
There is only so many times you can tell someone you love them.  In the end, it comes down to the time you have spent with them.  Time you spent feeding, playing,  or even just hanging out and not really doing anything at all.  These all back up that phrase of I love you.  I'm glad I have some time to keep showing her that.
Thanks for your thoughts , prayers, purrs.  I've been feeling pretty under the weather lately so things in general are taking a bit longer.  The kitty brats send their bestest purrs and tiny head bumps.  Go hug your felines.....