Cat
By Michelle Webster-Hein
February 26, 2014
Since the birth of our daughter, I have been short with our cat. I shush her or toss her off counters and chairs. It seems to be all I can do. I am already being screamed for. I am already giving more of myself than I can give.
But whenever I in a moment of softness so much as pat the cushion beside me, all is forgiven. She curls up next to me and rumbles with joy.