It is good to be busy...moving...alive...challenged...flexing and adapting...doing and thinking. And on this gorgeous day I am not going to suggest that one should balance things. Let them remain unbalanced because surely they will balance eventually.
I have not been playing cat paparazzi much these days because doodle 1 and doodle 2 have been unmanageable. I am so glad I did not quit my job for that position of lion handler in the circus. Let's face it I was considering myself a cat whisperer and that I am not. When I know something it is usually because one of the two fur balls has spelled it out for me, now I find this.
On that particular afternoon I was trying to round up the cats by the neighbor's front door because she wanted a picture of the boys to send to her friends in England. I called Mr Puffy Pants but did not share with him that this would be a photo shoot.
only a sound that another superior CAT could hear. Mr Sweet Pants turned around with that
"Say: Naught is seen in My temple but the Temple of God, and in My beauty but His Beauty, and in My being but His Being, and in My self but His Self, and in My movement but His Movement, and in My acquiescence but His Acquiescence, and in My pen but His Pen, the Mighty, the All-Praised. There hath not been in My soul but the Truth, and in Myself naught could be seen but God." (The Summons of the Lord of Hosts)
Cat boys enjoyed the reading and reflected on it while sniffing plants. They sent you happy weekend wishes and many many kisses.