Minnie, the barn cat, does a lot of talking. Ever since we moved to the new farm, she sits on the porch and every time we come out of the house she makes a lot of noise. She has a smoker’s meow, imagine Tom Waits singing meow, meow, meow…….. I usually say hello to her and sometimes meow back then walk away. But last week, instead of talking back or walking away, I decided to listen to what Minnie had to say. I stood quietly, cleared my mind and opened my ears and my heart. And the words, “Mother loves us” popped into my head She still had more to say, so I quietly listened some more and heard, “Life is short.” That was it. No more meowing, no more words in my head. Mother love us, life is short. I hear you Minnie.
Minnie still does a lot of talking, but not as much as she used to. I have to start listening again.
And it’s true, as you saw today, Minnie seems to think she’s a chicken. Maybe she’s talking to the chickens too.
I’ll be making Minnie’s Story into potholders. They are all sold.