Author Archives: Azeena

Rest/Peace/Play

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Jean Claude at Christmas

Jean Claude likes to curl up under the live Christmas tree at my house.  He just goes and sits under the tree and sleeps.  Roxie prefers to sit on the sofa  and watch the tree for the most part.  Really this is the first year they’ve done this…lots has changed this year.

The other day a friend dropped off a gift in the dead of night.  I opened the door to retrieve it, and unbeknownst to me Roxie flew out the front door.  The next morning I noticed she was not in my face  asking for her breakfast.   Where is Roxie??  I placed an anxious call to a relaxed but sleepy CCL.  I then decided to go out the front door after hearing the fant cries of a cat. Sure enough Roxie was on my neighbor Bonnie’s  porch (home of JC’s pal the dog ‘Six’).   Roxie was crying for her life to be let in that house.  I stood at the fence where she noticed me and raced down the steps, still not sure how she could get out of this predicament.   Shortly thereafter,  I opened the gate and scooped her up  and walked with her back to my house. ( and yes she was a bit fussy).  Once inside my house  Roxie went straight for food and resumed her spot on the ottoman, watching the world.

Christmas Meow

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The Tree

I just let Jean Claude off th back porch. I was in the kitchen cooking  and he went out to the porch pantry to play with some fake garland I got out of the garage for CCL’s house.    Of course I forg0t he was out there and  after I got my cooking supplies closed the porch door.  But he’s back in the house now.   JC and Roxie always enjoy  the Christmas holiday. They like the decorations and the music especially, Roxie. Last night I saw them cuddled together on the sofa just watching the Christmas lights.  Just quietly watching.   Today I had Bing Crosby singing “White Christmas” on the Ipod.  Both cats sat perfectly still just relaxing. .

Loneliness is Something You Do To Yourself

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For years I’ve identified as an “I” on the Briggs Myers Personality Scale but I also realize that I’m given to  too  some self centeredness and a  need to be alone.    Still, after a brief period of solititude and not welcoming people and places into my life I feel myself coming back.  Once again I am reaching out to people and things that I had pushed away or left in the background.    The late author Merle Shain was a Canadian author  I heard  years ago do an interview with Larry King on his radio show . Shain  wrote in her book  “When Lovers Are Friends ” that loneliness is something you do to yourself.    It has taken me years to understand that concept.    Lately I’ve watched my married friends more closely.  Some really do seem to like each other.  Some barely tolerate each other.  I watched this weekend as a married friend expressed her loneliness and bitterness in small, hostile ways to those attending a party at my house.    I realize it was not my job to save her.  She knew better than I…but not enough to take the “I” out of her equation .    It seemed to me that  that her husband  not “acting” right was not  the key  to her misery but  her own inability to love herself.    Love is something that must be expressed and revealed  to others with no conditions, otherwise it is anything but love.  I also realize that folks ought to like each other too in romantic partnerships.    Jean Claude and Roxie, a boy and a girl, are the best of friends.  They like their alone time and they give each other space to go and grow.  They also have different tastes – Jean Claude likes boxes and furry sticks.  Roxie likes laser toys and Mariah Carey.  Yet they have points of commonality such as   filtered water and scratching post boxes.  They show affection for each other often but often let  each other just be – without judgement  or fear of loneliness.

Box Theatre

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JC in The Box

CCL and I had a ball Friday night at the theatre.  We saw a rambunctious  musical version of  A Christmas Carol with songs covered from Broadway show tunes.   Big fun.  As most of you know CCL and I get plenty of entertainment from Jean Claude and Roxie too.    Of late I’ve kept the empty box from a JC Penney delivery in the living room for Jean Claude’s amusement.  After  I got home from the play I decided it was time to ditch the box.  Jean Claude followed me out to the backporch pantry and jumped inside of it.   Perhaps it’s the J.C. on the box.   His message  clearly “ditch the box and ditch me.”   The box  now rests in front of the fake fireplace in the basement.  Jean Claude spent time inside it  today.

Things That Go Bump In the Night

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I got no sleep last night.   Roxie and Jean Claude have a new Whisker City scratch box  which is contained inside a cardboard box with catnip.  All  night long I heard movement and loud noises. It sounded like someone was breaking into my  house.   Unfortunately I discovered the true situation this morning when I took my weary behind downstairs to get coffee.  Honestly I was too afraid to go downstairs before .   Apparently JC knocked the scratch box out of the cardboard box and spent last night and early, early this morning  trying to  fix the box or  get catnip out.  I guess most of the catnip is gone now.   Hopefully I’ll get sleep tonight.