I Heard A Sound…

 

At this season of the year between Christmas and New Year’s Day…I wasn’t feeling too hopeful being old, mostly alone, and fast going through the little retirement money I had left.

I was making my (and my cat’s bed—we share, or really, she allows me to sleep in my own bed on whichever side of it she is not occupying at the moment).

I was right in the middle of thinking that things were on a sure track to get worse….

When I heard a sound seldom heard in the house, uttered by a creature who didn’t like humanity very much or so I thought. (Somewhere before we met, she must have had an unpleasant experience with someone.)

Then I put a name to the little creature, and a name to the sound.

My cat was purring.

A very hopeful sign, don’t you think?