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Things My Cat Taught Me Without Her Even Knowing It

Posted: June 24th, 2009 | Author: Joy | Filed under: Dailies, Featured | 2 Comments »

And this is key: effortless teaching. Like the Zen Master that need not speak to you to impart knowledge, so does my cat expand my horizon by just existing. Haha. Cats (and pets in general) have it good. In this lifetime and age, I don’t think there ever has been another time when pets were pampered more and treated better than us bipedaled creatures, and really to them — we are just that: humans at their disposal. They can’t help it and neither can we resist their charms. [Case in point: accomplished professional talking silly with their dog. There's the step back for mankind for you.]

So here are a few things I learned from my cat that I hope to learn in her lifetime, because if I master them, I really truly am at such an advantage over the human race:

Queen Muffin

Queen Muffin

1. You don’t have to do anything to be royalty. Just be.

Eat, sleep and be pretty. I sound jealous, don’t I? Think about it: everyone says pets give unconditional love. They make us believe that! We give them unconditional love. Who picks their poop and scoops their pee? Uh-huh, that’s you and me. Who loves unconditionally now?! If someone took care of me as much as I took care of my cat, hell yeah they can swim in all the unconditional love I have to give!

2. It is possible to inconvenience others and yet still get an apology back.

I don’t know what else to attribute it to other than sheer brilliance. I accidentally wake up my cat because I need to get on my bed to rest after a long day of work, and what does she do? Glare at me as if I ruined the only good sleep she ever had in her life! And all that’s left for me to do is apologize, pet her head and help her get back to sleep, at which point I’ve lost my sleepiness. That, my friends, is power that only a few people have, and pets are born with as a birthright.

3. Whine until you get what you want.

Pet wakes you up at 3am wanting food and you give it unless sleep is not precious to you. Whine to a human and things could escalate to war and worse comes to worst, you’ll end up with a hefty bill after a shopping spree to make you feel better after that tiff. See pets don’t need to resort to that.

4. Bite where it hurts.

I’m not talking about physical assault from a pet here. I’m talking smart, passive-aggressive tactics that work. Take for example my cat (well, who else? haha) knows exactly which paper, receipt or book to start chewing to get my attention. I once almost used the line, “My cat ate my homework.” in programming class because she did just that. Blackmail is her middle name.

Watch for part II!

[I hope you know that this is all a joke and I am laughing my arse off right now...]


Taking a Break from the Summer Bustle

Posted: June 22nd, 2009 | Author: Joy | Filed under: Featured | 3 Comments »

I recently got into sewing and suddenly, my head is about to explode with ideas. My days are preoccupied with sewing (and cooking) and everywhere I go, I take mental snapshots of what I like and quickly stored for near-future use in designs. The need to create is kicking strong these summer days, as always is the case.

I just finished sewing a weekend tote bag that took me probably 5 nights of work. WHEW. Finally finished it (pics to come) and I must say I’m pretty happy with it. I’m starting with other people’s patterns just to get a hand at the different techniques and styles. I can’t wait to create my own designs and play!

I tend to  have different hobbies throughout the year. I do whatever strikes my fancy. I allow myself to explore and discover what’s out there and I’m having a grand time! :-)

So, watch out for changes around here soon.


To Face The Hard Truths

Posted: June 13th, 2009 | Author: Joy | Filed under: Dailies | No Comments »

Isn’t that the most difficult thing to do? It makes going to the dentist a walk in the park on a perfect spring day.

The other hard thing to do? Doing what’s right for you. Not for others.

You know what else? Dealing with the paradoxes of real life.

It’s that time of the year again — birthday’s coming up next month and my head is just about to explode. The hardest person to please and appease is myself.

Hello, you there? Come rescue me. Yes, it’s the sign you’re looking for.

[Isn't it just hilarious when you talk to yourself on your blog? How's that for the record?]