It’s a Saturday night in May around 10 p.m., and I’m chilling at home watching TV and enjoying a cold beverage. I’m kind of tired, but I’m also kind of excited, because I’ve been watching boxing on ESPN, and I really got into it.
I head into the bedroom to relax a little bit and just take it easy. My beautiful, fantastic, beloved cat Copper is walking around the room. As I lay on the bed, I ease over to the corner, extend my arms down, and say hey Copper, come here Copper, let me pet you Copper.
She comes over and I start petting her, and I pet her with both hands on her fur, and I keep petting her and petting her and petting her.
After a few minutes, she walks away a little bit and lays down on the rug by the bed. Then she splays her front and back legs out and just kind of relaxes. She swings them around, and bobs her head just a little, and she seems to be just relaxing and enjoying life. I look at her and I think to myself, what are you thinking Copper? What are you thinking my beloved cat?
Then I start to wonder what kind of thoughts cats have in their head. They may be smaller than humans, but cats have thoughts, we know they do. And they have emotions too. And they’re very complicated, and complex, living beings just like us.
So I wonder what Copper thinks of me, and then I ask her. Hey Copper, what are you thinking, what do you think of me? I mean I know we love each other Copper, but what do you think of me on a daily basis?
Am I doing everything I can to make you happy Copper? Is there anything more I can do for you? I just want you to be happy Copper, so tell me what you’re thinking.
I know she can’t really answer these questions, at least not in English, but she does let out a few meows. Some of them sound like “I know,” and some sound like “yes.”
She’s just so human, it’s incredible. I wish in the deepest most intense part of my heart that we could actually speak to each other. I mean we do speak to each other, we speak to each other through love, and through being together and living together.
But I wish we had language too, spoken language. I really do wish that. But I love her so much, and our bond is so strong, that what we have is more than enough. We’ll see what happens next.
