This is the view earlier two days ago as we walked back to the condo...the September sun couldn't deceive us, the angle with which it hit the pole in the courtyard appeared different; at least this is what the cat boys told me. Still bright, warm and dry but there was no fooling two genius cat boys.
He was significantly more entertained when I took a big tall ladder and climbed up the 8-foot stucco wall to retrieve him. As I sat up there on the garage roof I thought simultaneously about the nice private vista Augustus had and of how I would eventually climb back down. I did climb down eventually, and he noted the human clumsiness but did not meow about it.
Back to the fallen tree...here it is..fallen on its side. The stripy cat Augustus took a semi-interested look at it and wondered if he should bother tinxing on it. Naah, not this one!
Ollie looked from a distance...he remembered the kaboom.
And here he is digging deep into his memory bank while also trying to console himself.
Yesterday morning's skies were considerably different, blue and not golden, September playing tricks with us.
The stripy cat sat on the patio wall and told Ollie all about the ladder using cat mental waves.
Ollie thought that my climbing was too hilarious and so he tried to give me a kiss.
I wondered about these two boys, I wondered about us all, I wondered how when trees fall and cats climb to unreachable heights, when civilizations roll away and musical notes recollect in new arrangements, that the cement that glues us all is the ability to adore...created to adore.
"O SON OF JUSTICE! Whither can a lover go but to the land of his beloved? and what seeker findeth rest away from his hearts desire? To the true lover reunion is life, and separation is death. His breast is void of patience and his heart hath no peace. A myriad lives he would forsake to hasten to the abode of his beloved."
Cat boys sent you adoring kisses and their best wishes....