Conversations with My Cat

I give him all the tender love and care that he deserves and in return, my furry friend helps me to feel less lonely.  Sometimes I don’t get a meow in response, but I am pretty sure that he is listening to what I tell him.  We don’t speak the same language, but we both understand what one another needs and we enjoy one another’s company.  Milo was a stray cat who was meowing in my driveway looking for food, the poor little thing was starved.  I gave him some scraps in a paper bowl, and he stayed outside my front door all night, so the next day I let him inside.

He caused a lot of trouble at first, climbing on everything and overturning my plants and he was a sloppy eater always spilling and wasting his food, which drove me crazy.  I never had a cat before and I always considered myself to be a dog person, but after my last dog died, I was taking a break from owning any pets.  I picked up a book on cat-human interactions, and I learned that if I spent time talking with Milo this could change his behavior, so I started purring back at him, giving him little meows from time to time, and this has made a big difference.  Now when he wanders up to me to say hi, we often end up having long conversations.

Written for Stine Writing – Poetry, Positivity, and Connecting!, Simply 6 Minutes hosted by Christine Bialczak.

11 thoughts on “Conversations with My Cat

  1. I would have bet it was a true story you did such a great job of describing finding the cat and interacting with it. I had a cat named Milo once. He showed up just like that.

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  2. Great little photo and story. My dad lives in an area with a lot of strays, he began putting out food on the bacck deck for them maybe 12 years back, and a few became regulars (and a Raccoon or two) and in time, one of the strays got comfortable enough to sometimes come in the house and have a snooze if the door was left open. It seems more domesticated than wild.

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