cat spring

Today is March

March the first.

Third month of the calendar year.

The month that brings spring. Ah, spring….

Today I am at the coast. The sun does a slow strobe: in and out, bright and gray, then bright again. Through the window, clouds cruise past, fast like they have some place to go. Probably heading to Portland to rain on someone’s parade. Portlanders are used to it. Everything they say on Portlandia is true.


My cats are napping. Big Red bigger than his bed, sprawls onto the couch at both ends; Little purrs as she sleeps, curled into a ball. Tinkerbelle is awake. She watches out the window for prey, a bird or a squirrel. I’ve seen her growl at deer that go past in the forest. Brave tiny girl, I’m so glad there’s glass between her and her foe.

~Dirty Harry~

~Dirty Harry~

And Harry. Harry is king. He sits so proud, at seventeen years of age, on his heated mat in his chair by the fire. Harry is in renal failure, end-stage – Hush, don’t tell him because he doesn’t seem to know. But that’s absurd; certainly he knows. He accepts; that’s what cats do. They live till they die. Unlike people who run and hide and fight to defer facing the inevitable.

But I digress. Where were we?

Oh, yes… Ah, spring.

cat spring 2



About Mollie Hunt

I am the crazy cat lady, animal shelter volunteer, Trekkie, and mystery writer. I live in the rainy Pacific Northwest and will watch any TV show or movie filmed here. Even though I am of a goodly age (sixty-something) I go to Star Trek conventions in costume and am not afraid to be by myself. I enjoy my life in the cat lane. Words to live by: Spay and neuter; Live long and prosper; Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.
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