I’m recently owned by a new pet kitten I acquired from the owner of the rehearsal studio my band regularly visits. Receiving amorous glances, I couldn’t resist the offer to take him home. I christened him Oscar, named after the Irish poet (not the Sesame’s Street character).
“And let me touch those curving claws of yellow ivory; and grasp the tail that like a monstrous asp coils round your heavy velvet paws.” — Oscar Wilde
They say one cat leads to another. Oscar is the second feline in the household next to Dorotheo, my shy three-year old half Siamese fatty. He just turned 3 months old and growing so fast. His piercing eyes of rust, classic tabby blotches and “butterfly” patterns makes him a disarming little rascal.
“If you want to be a psychological novelist and write about human beings, the best you can do is to keep a pair of cats.” — Aldous Huxley
He is quite fast and particularly playful. Never fails to annoy his Uncle Doro. A wrestling match by these two is a common sight in the living room. Yesterday, he managed to slip out of the house when a door was left ajar. Oscar sprinted with unbelievable speed towards the street. I quickly ran after him tripping in the process and sustained bruises on my right knee, shoulder and palm. Nothing serious. I got him back inside safely.
“It is in the nature of cats to do a certain amount of unescorted roaming.” — Adalai Stevenson
Oftentimes, I let my cats sleep on my bed. Oscar takes the spot under my left arm while Doro snuggle neatly between my legs. I feel a sense of well-being having them around. My feline affection stemmed from the fact that cats are relatively low maintenance. They are quiet, cuddly and doesn’t need to be walked or let outside to poop. Something that my dynamic lifestyle as a musician can cope up with. I totally admire their independence and they can easily alleviate negative moods. I used to wonder if cats can recognize people especially their owners. This has been proven with Doro, who hides upon the presence of a stranger. I can always feel a mutual sense of attachment with him, something I wish to develop with Oscar as he reach maturity.
“There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats.” — Albert Schweitzer