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| 'migo |
he used to be called fluff/floof but after a dream i had, in which he appeared as a benevolent figure offering me help, i started calling him 'migo (short for amigo because in the dream he said he was my friend). i walk over to bring 'migo some breakfast everyday. usually he is waiting for me on a pine round behind the woodshed. when i don't see him in his usual place i call him and he comes running out of the blackberries down by the creek and up the slope to me, yowling all the way.
today, like always, i gave him his breakfast and petted him a little until he got interested in eating and then i wished him a good day and went to check some trees and do a little watering.
when i was on my way out the gate to go back home i heard 'migo yowling me and i stopped to ask him what was up. he kept yowling and walking toward me, pausing a little uncertainly a few times before he made it to the gate. i bent down to pet him but he was skittish, he seemed to want petting but was not comfortable being so out in the open. he kept yowling me and leading me back over by the woodshed. when we got close to the woodshed i bent down again and he allowed me to pet him. it was more than an allowance. he seemed to really want and need to be petted. i stroked his head and back and rubbed his ears and neck and he purred and rubbed his head and body against my leg. we did this for 5-10 minutes and he probably would have liked more but i had to get back home to some other furry critters who need things from me too. i thought about how difficult it must be for him to live in the loneliness of not quite being a wild cat and not quite being domesticated. i told him it was alright as i stroked his soft coat and looked into his friendly yellow eyes. i told him he could be wild or he could be tame and i'd be his friend either way.
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