I am so pleased to introduce you to a fantastic supporter of purrs 4 peace and a lovely twitter pal. I know you'll love the story of Cheshire Kitten:
"Thanks for coordinating purrs4peace. I've been involved since the beginning, and I think it's great! Also, thanks for asking me about my story, Confucius!
By some divine mechanism, I ended up in the very best house and family for me. I was just a month or so old when the kitties noticed me making a huge racket under the house in the crawl space. The humans finally noticed the sound and tried to see under there. All my human saw was a tiny orange blur moving fast between the piers of the foundation. I found a hole that led into the garage and would sneak in to eat. The humans couldn’t get near me or I would run and hide.
Then one of the humans sat down a few feet from my food bowl. I had to get up the courage to eat while she was there because she sat there for so long. That was my introduction to meditation. She kept moving the sitting a little closer to my food bowl for the next month or so. Finally, I got really curious about her and her clothes. I would go over to her and whack her while she sat there quietly. When she stretched out on the floor face-down, I decided it was safe to check her out more closely and climbed onto her to explore. Of course, I always ran to a hiding place among the boxes in the garage or under the house. One day, I climbed right onto her while she was sitting there wearing a brown skirt with sequins.
Next thing I knew, I was surrounded by her hands. I ended up in a tiny little room and then we went in a car to the vet. I still dislike the car and the vet; I sing the entire time I’m dealing with either.
I was scared at first, but I got to know the other cats. At them time there were the wise kitties Niki and Matilda, who have gone to the RB, Becket, Belle, and Karma. The humans still freaked me out. I wrote a book about how hard it is to understand human culture, too. It’s called Please, Send Money, by Cheshire Kitten. Reggie and Nutmeg came later.
Before I was even two years old, I started looking really puny. So, of course, I kept getting jammed in a carrier and taken by car to the vet. Finally, they diagnosed fungal pneumonia, which isn’t supposed to happen around here but does for some reason. Our vet had done the research to figure out why he was seeing it. The fungus that’s supposed to only be in a pocket in West Texas turns up in potting soil. I let my human hold me while we were looking at my chest x-ray. That was the first time and she was afraid it could be the last. I also sat on her lap once or twice and even purred while I was at my sickest. I took my pills every day for more than a year, and I recovered! I didn’t let my human touch me all that time.
I’ve had some trouble with anxieties and occasional coughing, but I came through pretty well. In October, I started cuddling with my human regularly, which made her cry at first. Now, it just makes her take pictures that you can see on my blog, Cheshire Kitten Loves Karma. I have my own suite now and I get to cuddle with my humans and play with Nutmeggy when I want to. I live in peace, meditate with Robin, and practice my courage.
I love purrs4peace! It’s a great opportunity to share mindfulness with other animals and humans. We try to stay peaceful at home and to share peacefulness with our pals."
What an awesome anipal! And what wonderful humans. They are truly role models for us to follow. Bringing light into the darkness of the world. Thank you so much for being my friend and for all you do for the Purrs.
You can follow CK on Twitter @CheshireK