Treetop Castles

By Playful

I dreamed of a cat castle in the sky…No, in the treetops…Yes, the treetops were just fine. I had lived in them. I knew the treetops if not the sky. I could smell the trees and their tops. They were a part of my soul. The tree tops and the grass or maybe the underground areas of the house were so fulfilling. Were the treetops the castle in the skies? What were these?

I asked myself in sadness. I was furry unhappy with the thought of giving up any of the trees. I was unhappy with giving up the basement. But I did like the human touch. Any love touch. I dreamed of a castle.

Then Meowmie enticed me. Furst she let me visit her humble abode. She gaf me a tour of the home. I checked out the place… I looked right and I looked left. Ah…I thought, “This looks purrty good but its not the castle in the sky.” So with my tail held high I walked out of Meowmie’s house.

I still dreamed. But I wanted that human contact. So…

I used to meet Meowmie on her walks. . . just sort of pop out of nowhere and meow. I did this several times and one day she picked me up and captured me. Took me in. At first it was good. Then I felt demoralized. But I did love her. I really did, so …

I didn’t get my castle in the sky or a tree house either. But I think of the love I have. And my Meowmie and couldn’t leave her or that, not even for the castle in the sky. So though we may have thought of what it is like wanting something and how we feel when we get it, sometimes our story is realizing we don’t want that. We want what efurrycats wants.

I can’t tell you what every cat wants. I can’t tell you what it is like to get what you want. I can only tell you what is like to look for a castle and find love instead.