I say that, not because it’s early morning on a sunny day. No, it’s cloudy, but I started the day out with a walk. No two walks are ever the same with me. Today’s walk provided some animal company. 🙂
Since it’s my day off, I decided to try another walking route nearby, to see how many minutes it takes to do that one. Coming home, on the wooden path over the marsh, I saw the black cat.
The black cat who, last year, on one of the trails, let me pet him but then would hiss. Pet again, hiss. Pet, hiss.
This year he didn’t hiss at me. He rolled around on his belly and rubbed against me. I noticed that he (black) had a mustache area of gray and a few gray hairs sprinkled on his back. Maybe he is mellowing. 🙂
This cat and I would walk together, he’d stay back and I’d encourage him to walk with me again. We did that about four times. It was a sweet moment for me, and upon my return, Micah got to “meet” this other cat from smelling my hand. Come to think of it, I’ve seen this black cat run up my front porch steps. He probably knows it’s a cat-friendly place.
By the way, when I got home, I forgot to see how long I had been walking. Something to do on Saturday. 🙂
You may wonder what the painting on this post has to do with anything I’ve talked about today. It doesn’t. I just saw it on Zemanta and loved it so much, I posted it. You know how I love watercolors and shades of yellow and water itself. This picture captures all three VERY well.