I am a cat person. More cat than person it feels like some days. I understand them and their ways because their ways are my ways.
For example. I’m watchful and curious. I like being at a height; having a good vantage point is always preferable, advantageous and smart. I always when possible go for the best seat in the house. Corners and windows are optimal. I do not like getting wet unless bathing or swimming. Naps are mandatory. Naps in the sun, heavenly.
And on it goes.
Sadly I am allergic still. 99% allergic to cats said the doctor if that makes any sense. The 1% disagrees.
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A remarkable thing is the human foot. Also quite exquisite naked of its flesh. I have a fascination with feet. One theory explains such a fascination with having spent a large amount of time in infancy being at foot level with our caregivers. At such a vantage point they become mythical and unfathomable in their importance. Inscrutable and bewitching.