Back story: We moved into our new house in early November and since then, have been getting settled in to our new territory. In the months that I have lived here I have been able to meet my neighbors and their various animals, one of which, I am pretty convinced is an angel. This cat is something special. It is white with grey and the best part? Three legs. He just struts his stuff like a boss. We (roommate and I) have coined the name "Triceralegs" for him. My first meeting with him was the sort of meeting where you just get comfortable with each other. I pet him gingerly and he stared back cautiously at me but still allowing me to pet him. This was just the beginning of an epic tale.
The moment I knew that this cat was some sort of angel came on a Thursday morning. Here, in the spring, it is quite rainy and we rejoice when the sun finally comes out from it's misty covers and warms the world like a blanket and fire on a cold night. This morning was one of the first sunny days since the cold winter and the wet spring time. The sun was putting on a show.
I woke up that morning having an oddly pensive and calm morning. I went downstairs in my robe and in my glasses with my hair still styled by my slumber. I started in the kitchen by brewing some coffee to aid me in the days adventure and poured myself a nice bowl of cereal. I put on some music to fill the void of the empty and quiet house. The first song that came on was a new song I had discovered a week earlier called "Generator First Floor by the Freelance Whales. I recommend you listen to the song while you read this next part because it will add a whole new layer to this story.
I sat down at the head of the table in a beam of light with my cereal fresh poured and my coffee steaming. The song was going on in the background and at that moment I was completely content with life. It was one of those days that makes you realize what you live for, and then it happened. From the corner of my eye I see movement and when I look it was none other than Triceralegs looking at me and asking with his eyes for me to come pet him. As I opened the sliding door he just started walking towards me again with his slight hobble. That was when I knew he was more than just a cat.
"we get up early just to start cranking the generators..." I leaned down and I pet him. We were having a mutual moment of life clarity.We both knew this was a special moment. As the song came to a close we looked each other in the eye and I knew he was telling me it was his time to go now and he disappeared around the corner. I sat in the sun in a stunned silence at what just happened and finally went back inside and finished my breakfast knowing, that without a doubt, this was going to be one Hell of a day and this was only the beginning.
