Cuddles

I've just finished doing one of the most enjoyable things I can think of, having cuddles with my cat Cleo. It's one of those happy moments I live for and something that brings me deep satisfaction and such emotional value.

I've just settled her in for the night after a big day. She had a visit to the vet which isn't her favourite thing although she handles it quite well.

She has an illness that will stay with her until she's gone and I'm trying to care for her the best I can which is to say I'm putting everything into it and sparing no effort or expense with the hope of keeping her healthy and happy for as long as I can; she deserves that considering she is one of the most important sources of my own happiness.

Cleo is laying at the foot of my bed between my feet and the pressure of her weight on me makes me feel content. She sleeps there each night, sometimes comes right up to me for a cuddle and I reach out and hold her little paw during the night. It feels nice, the connection to her, but it also sometimes makes me sad knowing it will one day not be possible; all the more reason to make the most of our time.

The relationship between a human and pet is such a special bond and I'm so very lucky to have it with Cleo and that I've had it with my other cats, all of which were such valued and important parts of my life.