Big Hairy Deals

Lorraine standing in cloud of cat hairLast week the control-o-meter was ramping up.

More so in thoughts and whining talk than actual action.

But enough when added together to start questioning because this didn’t feel like me.

Something was going on.

Time for a deeper look.

Didn’t take too long to see wanting control provided a sense of comfort and sanity as chaos gained momentum.


That night an opening appeared to brush one of the cats who’s still deciding if brushes are good.

When you’re shy and working on trust, there’s a tradeoff between enjoying something and letting down your guard.

Cat was in his safe spot on the bed after dark and I had a brush in my hand.

Time to throw caution to the wind.

Worst that can happen is he’ll run off.


Imagine my surprise when Cat ever so gingerly curved his body, dipped his head and leaned slightly towards me.

Okay, I’ll bite brush.

He steeled his body as the brush touched his back, but he didn’t bolt.

Okay, let’s try a few more strokes.

Cat remained pretty guarded and stiff, ready to bolt at any minute but didn’t.

I looked at the brush to see how much hair was picked up.

Not much. No hairballs being averted here.

Oh well, maybe we’re making the brush a little less scary.


But Cat stayed.

He wanted more brushes.

His body started to relax.

Each stroke appeared to be less and less received as fingernails on a chalkboard.

Was that a purr I heard?

Then Cat flops on his side.

What’s going on here?


Suddenly I notice my hands covered in hair.

That staticky kind you can’t ever seem to get off.

I check the brush.

It’s full of hair!

Better pull it off to load up more for as long as he allows this.

There could be enough here to avoid a hairball event.


With hair flying about I laughed out loud.

It wasn’t lost on me the difference between Cat staying guarded and in control versus letting go.

Control might make me feel better, but it would put a big damper on what could possibly flow.

Stay out of your own way, Lorraine.

Point taken. Reminder heeded.


Got to love when messages are short, sweet, and plopped in your lap.


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Crazy for cats and potatoes, Lorraine's insatiable curiosity of Life leads her to question, explore and push beyond the box. A self-professed "left-brained creative big picture" type, she has an intuitive knack for seeing beyond and beneath first appearances while at the same time nerding out on the details. Most of all she sees and holds others in their highest until they can see it for themselves.

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