After returning from the Shakespearean festival, I ended up being adopted by a cat. He and I were somewhat acquainted when he lived with a young couple next door. He used to prefer our back yard, and make his way to and fro through a gap in the front yard.Some weeks back I noticed him hanging around some of the time, long after the couple had moved. When I let him inside, he was quite skinny, showing his ribs through his coat. For some reason this reminded me of the poster-child for why you don't want to be a saint, saint Sebastian, who is always portrayed as a skinny archery target. Thinking of the cat-goddess Bast, cinched the deal.
Sebastian is not afraid to say whatever is on his mind, and is a friendly cat, wanting to meet everyone who visits.
3 comments:
Sebastian is looking very healthy and happy at his new home with you. We also adopted another cat, which I put on one of my blogs. I read his paperwork finally last night and found out he had been taken away from Animal Cruelty back in Idaho. Since we're his fourth home in three years, he's a little skeptical on bonding. I can't blame him.
One thing I've noticed in most Gnostics is we all seem to have a love for animals.
In Serenity and Joy
Andrea
What a cute cat. I love cats, If not for my husband I would end up being the 'crazy cat lady'.
Marsha+
Damn gnostics... bunch of cat-worshippers the lot of 'em ;-)
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