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Mishu, the fierce cat

I sleep like a baby, get up and give some food to Mishu before Edith comes home. I hand her the keys and tell her the cat was irritated when I came home the day before. And that’s when she tells me the story. It takes a while to realise that Mishu, the cat that wouldn’t let me pass her in the corridor without hissing and lashing out her clawed paw at my ankles, hiding behind the curtain in a separate room, checking her toilet every half hour, that Mishu had in fact fallen off the window sill and dropped to street level, hat emeletek (six floors), i.e. about 20 metres down, only to be found unharmed the next morning by Edit! Some things are hard to take in, let aline to digest. Then again, why make it so much of a deal?! It happened. Just acknowledge the fact. Edit says that she is grateful that Mishu lets her live at her place. Certainly, cat lovers all over the world will know what she means and agree wholeheartedly 😉

Be that as it may, some might disagree when I say it’s better not to make too big a deal out of some incident like that. Sure enough, the cat does behave in strange ways, hiding and hissing behind the curtain. The six-floor-drop happened about 8 years ago. It seems that animals (like naked apes called humans) have a special relationship to someone close as soon as some atrocity has occurred. The person that helps one to ‘get back on one’s feet’ is to become one’s most revered person. Reminds me of Ghost Dog. Also reminiscent of Moritz, the Texing cat who we saved four times in the same number of years, helping him jump off the edge of death when we were around to help him, the last jump too late in our absence that led to his demise.

It is simply a matter of perspective. Everything that happens is meaningless, sort of, until we come around to make something of it – a big deal, a big fuss, drama, theatre, etc. – and thus, give it meaning. And then, what is it that we tend to make something of? Nothing other than what changes how we feel about ourselves and others. In turn, how we see ourselves and others is a precursor of how we’re going to perceive whatever happens. We change the world by changing ourselves, and whatever we perceive the world tells us what we need to know about ourselves.

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