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It wasn’t the first time I’ve been called an idiot.

When that woman said it, I felt pretty confident I wasn’t an idiot.  This time it was a cat that broke the news and there was some chance that she was correct.

Georgia was the prettiest cat I’ve ever seen and I mean so pretty it was something else entirely:  old-school, film-star glamour.

Long lush fur in a variety of arresting colors, and buckets of black eyeliner and mascara ringing each watchful, intelligent eye.  Buckets, because in those days the key to glamour was extravagance.   Think Tammy Faye Bakker, but more, this is no time for subtlety!   She was fabulous.

The problem was this:  Georgia was pottying out-of-bounds and it had taken on a new, insistent quality lately.   There was more of it, and it all seemed so pointed.

The cat watched me disdainfully while I took in my first impressions.

I used a tool that tells me if the problem stems from the pet or the person and, lo and behold, there was Georgia’s person.  Georgia was pottying to get her person’s attention, and she’d stepped up her efforts.  This behavior led her person to me.

Wow, I thought, is this real?   It’s hard to tell strangers, “it’s not Fido, it’s you” but now I would have to tell my friend, and–

“You’re an idiot,” Georgia interrupted.  She stared.

An idiot?

“When are you going to trust yourself?”

I was sheepish.   I couldn’t honestly recall a time when the information from a pet was just plain wrong.  And yet I questioned myself, every time.

“Look at me.”

I looked.

“Every day I show people what it looks like to be self-contained, intelligent, capable and powerful.  Look at me.  I don’t even have to try, to make things happen.”   That, she did not.

Georgia had more to say, but the gist of it was this:  her person and I each have dreams and things we excel at and that we love.  We’re completely capable but we’re not using our full power.  To Georgia it was urgent that we see this.  It’s not that we’re meant to do something together, but rather she saw two people who needed to hear something important and brought them together, effectively killing two birds with one message.

By the time we wrapped up the reading Georgia was belly-up in full relaxation mode.  This is most always a sign that things are on the mend.  Now it’s up to a couple of idiots to figure out, what’s next?


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