I know that you humans lead busy lives. Some have to
work, some have children to raise. It always seems
like you are running here and there, often much too
fast, often never noticing the truly grand things in
life. Look down at me now, while you sit there at your
computer. See the way my eyes look at yours?
They are slightly cloudy now. That comes with age.
The gray hairs are beginning to ring my soft muzzle.

You smile at me; I see love in your eyes. What do you
see in mine? Do you see a spirit? A soul inside, who
loves you as no other could in the world? A spirit
that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrong doing
for just a simple moment of your time?
That is all I ask. To slow down, if even for a few
minutes to be with me. So many times you have been
saddened by the words you read on that screen, of
others of my kind, passing.

Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly, sometimes so
suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat.
Sometimes, we age so slowly before your eyes that you
may not even seem to know until the very end, when we
look at you with grizzled muzzles and cataract clouded
eyes.

Still the love is always there, even when we must take
that long sleep, to run free in a distant land. I may
not be here tomorrow; I may not be here next week.
Someday you will shed the water from your eyes, that
humans have when deep grief fills their souls, and you
will be angry at yourself that you did not have just
"One more day" with me.

Because I love you so, your sorrow touches my spirit
and grieves me. We have NOW, together. So come, sit
down here next to me, and look deep into my eyes. What
do you see? If you look hard and deep enough we will
talk, you and I, heart to heart.

Come to me not as "alpha" or as "owner" or even "Mom
or Dad," come to me as a living soul and stroke my fur
and let us look deep into one anther's eyes, and
talk. I may tell you something about the fun of
batting toys, or I may tell you something profound
about myself, or even life in general.

You decided to have me in your life because you wanted
a soul to share such things with. Someone very
different from you, and here I am.

I am a cat, but I am alive. I feel emotion, I feel
physical senses, and I can revel in the differences of
our spirits and souls. I do not think of you as a "Cat
on two feet" -- I know what you are. You are human, in
all your quirkiness, and I love you still.

Now, come sit with me. Enter my world, and let time
slow down if only for 15 minutes. Look deep into my
eyes, and whisper into my ears. Speak with your heart,
with your joy and I will know your true self. We may
not have tomorrow, and life is oh so very
short....

Author Unknown