Catty Kindness

 Mary had joined me in bed. She does this every night now and sleeps by the wall, her head peeping out from the eiderdown. 

Any time after 2 pm Bun joins us and curls up in the left hand corner of the duvet

I usually scratch her a welcome scratch with my big toe.

It’s a habit we have all gotten into since Mary became poorly.

Last night I watched a catty Kindness

A small moment between two species that lightens the heart and is worthy of a short blog entry.

Bun walked two steps from her warmed sleeping spot and sniffed at Mary’s blind eye. It’s been looking sore recently and I’ve cleaned it with hypromellose eye drops, nevertheless the cat started to lick the closed eye gently and Mary turned her head to allow her to continue her work which Bun did with some precision and tenacity . 

It’s not much of blog news. 

It’s a little thing really .

But like noticing the honeysuckle in flower yesterday

And the fat man flying around the garden, the day before.

It’s part of the fabric of Bwthyn y Llan 

And the small lives of the five creatures that live here.