This morning, Bennett came running into my room saying, “Mommy, it snowed!” We pulled open the blinds and there it was — a fresh coat of fluffy snow.
We slid on our snow clothes and went out to the front driveway to make a snowman.
Wonder like today’s is easy — it’s a gift from mother nature.
It also helps that today is Saturday. I don’t have to worry about Nick driving an hour into the city for work or driving Bennett to daycare or parking then walking a half mile through the snow to campus. We can sip our coffee at home and just enjoy the wonder of snow.
I have said this before and I’ll say it again — there is no one that loves me as much as my cat. Humans can get annoyed by me, but my cat? No way.
Of course I am semi-kidding. My humans love me a lot. But there is so much hype around dogs being a girl’s best friend. But I think cats deserve a little more spotlight beyond funny GIFs and memes.
I was reminded by the wonder of my cat’s affection when we returned home yesterday. She was on my lap immediately, purring, cuddling, doing that strange cat thing where they knead their claws into the blanket like they are nesting. Today she has followed me to every spot around the house — from the bathroom, living room and kitchen.
Today I honor Brea — which means “love” in Gaelic. Which suits her because she is Irish, born on St. Patrick’s Day. And her last name is O’Neil, also Irish. She’s the purr of love.