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Midnight Bites: A Cat Lover’s Tale

Posted on Nov 15, 2017 by Lisa Ricard Claro   14 Comments | Posted in The Naked Truth

My lovely Luna!

I awake in the dusky purple of late night, long after sunset but well before dawn. It is that eerie hour when unseen creatures cavort in the dark, when nighttime denizens share secrets in the trees and Spanish moss whispers a reply. My dreams ease from me, a slow trickling away of that other reality. What only moments ago was sensible and present becomes unnatural and distant. My mind fights to grasp that thread of sleepy cohesion, but it is too late. A vibration buzzes against me, and then a moist sharpness. My fingertips are being gnawed with gentle persistence.

I snatch my hand away and confirm all my extremities are within the borders of my bed, safe from prowling zombies.

Purrrr . . . .

Relief settles as I fully awaken and my dream is lost forever. The zombie is none other than Luna, my cat. The midnight hour is one of her favorite times for showing and receiving affection. Her favorite time, if you please.

She purrs louder and rubs her delicate face against my hand, finds my fingers, and nom, nom, nom.

She is gentle, so it doesn’t hurt a whit, but a cat’s mouth is no place for human digits. I draw my hand away. Luna slides her face against it. I give her a scratch between the ears. She goes after my fingertips. I withdraw. She insists. I shove my hands under the sheet. She paws at the bed covers as if digging for treasure.

Me, I just want to go back to sleep.

“I love you too,” I murmur and give in, petting her to stop the incessant pawing. “But now isn’t the time for this. Go back to sleep.”

I offer her one last stroke and bury my hands. Luna paws again, but halfheartedly this time and only for a moment. She abandons the pawing and begins kneading instead. She stretches. I cannot see in the dark but feel her long, languid movements.

Luna sprawls against my thigh, her nine pound body elongated to fit the length. She is snuggled against me, close as butter on bread. Her purrs tingle across my skin like reverberations from a velvet jackhammer. She nuzzles her face against me, and I love her so much that I chance uncovering my hands to give her the affection she seeks. She takes my fingertips in her mouth for a quick nom-nom, but doesn’t fuss when I withdraw them. She got what she wanted, after all—I’m awake and paying attention to her, accepting her attention to me.

I resettle myself with my hand beside her. She rests her sleek feline head over the fingers she was noshing only minutes ago. Her purrs are still set to high, but her nighttime game is done. She is snuggled up to sleep.

I, on the other hand, stare into the dark, afraid to move into a more comfortable position lest I wake her—not because I fear she’ll gnaw my fingers again, but because she is my dear companion, and I don’t want to disturb her slumber even though she has no problem disturbing mine.

I stroke my free hand over her silky head. She presses closer and her purrs begin anew. Sweet music in the dark. Over time, the sound wraps around me, a blanket of warm and peaceful dreams, and I drift back to sleep after all.

Am I crazy? Maybe. But Luna and I show our love in different ways. She doesn’t question how I show mine to her, and I return the favor. Everything she has done is part of her love language as a cat. This type of behavior is inveterate from her kitten days with her mother and litter mates. As annoying as it might seem to humans, these actions from a cat denote the utmost honor. Luna doesn’t nibble the fingers of just anyone, you know.

If you are not a cat person, you likely think me brainless or insane to tolerate these midnight shenanigans. But, if you are or have ever been owned by a cat—well, you are not surprised. You do not think me brainless or insane. You understand. You’ve felt it for yourself. You know what I know—that there is something mystical in being loved by a cat.

You had to know I wouldn’t let you leave here without at least one cat video. The first one is remarkable.

Are you a cat lover or do you avoid those furry beasties? Do you think I’m crazy? Or do you have your own cat tale to share? Please leave a comment. I always comment back. 🙂

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14 Responses to "Midnight Bites: A Cat Lover’s Tale"

  1. Comment by Pat Wahler
    November 15, 2017 at 10:28 am  

    Cats are without doubt the most persistent of creatures. They never give up, which, I suppose, should be a lesson to us all.

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      November 25, 2017 at 6:48 am  

      Good point, Pat. Cats are relentless when they want something.

  2. Comment by Kris
    November 15, 2017 at 1:16 pm  

    Oh Lord. it’s like you were looking through our window at night, seeing Simba and I. He starts later than Luna but is relentless till I show him the proper attention. Once he is settled in,I dare not move once he is “settled in”. I fear disturbing his sleep..really? This guy sleeps half of the day away. Blessed are all homes who have a cat..blessed are all cats who have a home.

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      November 25, 2017 at 6:49 am  

      Your Simba is definitely king of all he surveys, including you. lol And what a beautiful boy he is!

  3. Comment by Sioux Roslawski
    November 16, 2017 at 6:25 am  

    Lisa–I’ve had several cats in my life. One of the last ones was a cat I inherited when a friend died. Buttons (we pronounced it the French way, to make him sound a bit elevated) had a special way of letting me know his food bowl was empty. He would take a single claw and barely prick my scalp. It was enough to hurt but not enough to make a bunch of blood flow.

    Yes, the love of a cat is extra-special.

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      November 25, 2017 at 6:50 am  

      Buttons was smart! I love it when animals devise a way to communicate needs/desires with their human companions.

  4. Comment by Linda O'Connell
    November 16, 2017 at 9:49 am  

    Oh how you brought back so many memories of my former cats. Two of them got their second wind at midnight and would tear through the house. My heart fills with love for my kitties after reading your post. LOVE it!

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      November 25, 2017 at 6:52 am  

      I hate to sound cliche, but cats really DO leave their paw-prints on our hearts. Dogs do as well, no question, but cats are usually more demanding about it. lol

  5. Comment by ButtonsMom2003
    November 17, 2017 at 2:40 am  

    I have never owned a cat but I’ve often thought if I couldn’t have a dog for some reason I would try having a cat. I know from friends, like you and others, how much enjoyment they get from their cats.

    Some of the things you wrote about Luna could have been written about Buttons, too. He can be very persistent when he wants something and often paws at us in bed when he wants to be petted even if we are trying to sleep. 🙂

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      November 25, 2017 at 6:53 am  

      Although I’ve never met Buttons, from all you’ve told me about him, he believes himself to be more human than dog. He is certainly adept at coaxing you to spoil him. 🙂

      • Comment by ButtonsMom2003
        December 1, 2017 at 1:45 pm  

        We have to correct that soon. I know Buttons would love to meet you. And, yes, he’s pretty good at getting what he wants. 🙂

        • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
          December 5, 2017 at 7:31 pm  

          He’s so adorable, how can you tell him no?

  6. Comment by Cathy C. Hall
    November 17, 2017 at 9:52 am  

    Had two different cats–well, I don’t think they were around long enough to be CAT cats–in my childhood days and it did not go well.I’m sure the cats blame me. Anyway, me and cats have had an understanding since then. I don’t have anything to do with them and they don’t have anything to do with me. It works for us.

    (But I must say that your writing about Luna was absolutely luminous!)

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      November 25, 2017 at 6:54 am  

      Aw, Cathy, I think you’ve just not met the right cat! 🙂


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