The power of the paw

So, having just got back from Colorado a few days ago, I can honestly say it has been a bit of an adjustment back to "normal" living here in Cali.  Most of my California co-workers don't quite understand the allure of Colorado for me. I have had more than one person ask why I love Colorado so much, or if I am moving home again soon. What can I say...Colorado is just the place I am most comfy at. It is the place where my heart is deep down. That does NOT mean I don't appreciate California. And it also does not mean I don't support why we are here. I totally appreciate the opportunity Doug has been given out here, and know that we need to strike on this one while we were still "young and kid-less". But I think it is safe to say both of us agree that our California love is only temporary.

However, one of the things that drove me to come back home, and definitely one of the things I missed while back home in Colorado, were our meowers, our kitty cats. My little girl, Sienna had the pleasure of staying in the vet to board, since she is the high maintenance (read in special diet, special meds, special child ;) so I knew she  would be taken care of. Joey, Doug's cat, being the easier of the two stayed here at our condo to "watch the house."

It's funny...our house in Colorado seems so empty when these two are not in it with us. I am so used to holding the door open ever fearful Sienna will dart out, and I will have to drop everything to run after her. I am so  used to hearing her cries as I left for the morning when we lived back at home, it felt empty, the house back in Colorado without them. There was one point where I DID consider bringing one of them (first Joey, since I knew she would be here alone for a long time, and then Sienna at one point cause I knew a 9 day trip to the vet would be costly). But in the end they both ended up staying  here in California. And they both were missed. Joey was there to greet us on Sunday, a few cries of "YOU ARE FINALLY HOME!" rang out. Sienna graced us with her presence yesterday when I picked her up from the vet. It's funny, those who don't have animals just don't get the allure of them. I used to be worried I was turning into the crazy cat lady (for up until my girl Sienna, I really didn't like cats). I also worried that people wouldn't understand why she, or Joey even  are that important to me. (and Doug too although I know he won't admit it :D). Truth be told our animals are just another part of our family. They make us laugh on a bad day, annoy the heck out of us at 4:30 in the morning and  make us cry when they are hurt. I can't compare them to a child (because I don't have one of those yet, and know  children ARE very different). But I also know the power that the "paw" has over me! As I sit here typing this at the wee hours of the morning, Sienna is curled up behind me,  lying on our ironing board, taking a tiny cat nap. I am only too happy to see her back with us. She's had a few health problems this year, so every day I get to see her goofing out or being cute makes my day. She's one of the few reasons I was anxious to get back home to California. Who knew a little furry thing...with such small paws, would grab hold of my heart so strongly and not let go?

Side note: I finished this blog and published it, just as my poor hubby alerted me to one of our cats, Joey, doing laps up and down on the bed to wake him up this morning. That is the evil side of the paw ;)