5 minutes before the alarm clock, I already feel the approach, impatience and tension vibrate in the air. The alarm goes off, at the same second a paw on my face...I'm tired, I need 10 more minutes. Snooze. Second paw in my face. Alarm goes on…snooze…nails open….
I hear the other one open the closet door, then a bag rattle… self-service again. Of course, I jump out of bed for this, because I know exactly that he will not pull out and open a single bag, but systematically chew ALL the bags (routine and the years).
I go out and it starts....open one wet food bag, two bags, bathroom, coffee, then I sit on the couch to do my morning ritual.
Breathing exercises: inhalation, two-three-four, exhalation two-three-four....
Of course, I'm looking at the cat with half an eye, to see the story for today. He has already started walking around the apartment, looking at what can be pushed down, pulled down, sat on, tapped, chewed, and listens in the meantime. He's watching me.
We continue with chanting, LAM-VAM-RAM-YAM-HAM-KSHAM-OM....
His sixth sense kicks in, he scans my aura with his astral mustache, he senses where there might be a gap in the shield. We both know that the front door - box is no longer enough, the Christmas decorations are already in the box, we need something more here.
LAM-VAM-RAM-YAM-HAM-KSHAM-OM....
I hear him in the bathroom, jumping on the washing machine, munching, poof, something falls. What we don't see doesn't exist... LAM-VAM-RAM-YAM-HAM-KSHAM-OM...
He comes back to the living room and I can see in his eyes that I'm going to clean, because even though we can't see something, it's still there, everywhere in the bathroom floor (he's not the only one with excellent intuition)...
He walks around and watches. He's watching me. My reaction. Now I have to stay in Zen, because all it takes is a slight tremor, a single twitch of a muscle and you will know that there is my weak point!
He jumps up on the table, paw on the hair band and listens... LAM-VAM-RAM-YAM-HAM-KSHAM-OM...
Hair band on the floor.... The tension increases...paw on the pen, watch...nothing...pen on the floor..
Small discharges of energy on the edge of my aura indicate that my patience is running out...paw on the glass, oops! He raises his head because he immediately noticed that I was out of breath!
LAM-VAM-RAM..... – he already knows he's got it, he knows he's caught, and all my attempts are completely pointless! We look deeply into each other's eyes, then he slowly moves the glass... I am asking for help from the spiritual worlds so that I can jump up quickly enough and catch the glass in the matrix...
That's it! I give up and start the Morning 2.0 ritual....
Every day is a new opportunity, tomorrow I will be stronger... Peace&Love&Cats
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