Our kitty knows how to take the love in. He's a wonderful teacher for me. I can get all pinched up about things but he doesn't. When he doesn't want something he makes it clearly known. And when he does want something he lets me know that too. He plays like crazy and has a good time all day long. He sleeps when he wants or watches out the window if there's something interesting out there. Right now he is swiping my leg because he wants to eat. So you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to stop writing and go feed him!

Tyrone who is not pictured here plays like crazy. He throws plastic rings from the milk bottle up and catches them. He carries them around his nose. He bats chew toys back and forth underneath the kitchen door and chases after them. He has taught Buddy Boy how to play too. And, again, I am so thankful for the funny, playful, creative animals that have come to our home.

We tend to make things much more difficult than they need to be. We think. We worry. We plan. We worry some more. And then we wonder why we're not happy. We don't even consider having fun and enjoying ourselves.

I appreciate my animals beyond anything I can explain. They bring me so much joy and teach me over and over that it's much more important to pet them than it is to do social media. They bring balance to me and help my heart grow bigger and bigger each day.

I used to be allergic to cats, therefore I really disliked them. Fortunately I met Milo who was more like a dog. And I wasn't allergic either. Go figure. That was the beginning of my love affair with cats. I'm sure that will never end.

I've learned to do what feels good when I feel like it. Roll over on my back and show my belly. Enjoy a good laugh whenever possible. Pet the kitties whenever I can. Smile. A lot. Be happy. Look for the good stuff. And have fun any way I can.