Mama gave papa tomatoes once…they matter!
I was thinking. Mama and papa always run into a snag when a birthday comes around or holidays or anniversaries and they are always saying to one another, “I just don’t need anything at all. Just a little dinner together would be perfect—no presents, just YOU.”
And I also understand that there are certain things that mean a lot even if they have no value. Mama, for example, wears a bracelet she bought in the Metro in Paris years ago and she told me it cost about 2 euro (about $3) and it looks like jade but it’s all plastic strung together with elastic and she has worn that for years and years but if she thinks she has lost it or misplaced it, she goes bonkers.
For papa, it’s a little photo of mama and papa together in an unbreakable plastic frame that travels with him whenever he takes a trip and he sets it out in the hotel room and feels instantly at home. Mama has a little photo of papa in her wallet that she travels with everyday. He is holding a bunch of roses and that photo is more valuable than gold to her.
So, for me, gifts are hard to find and give when both of them have treasures that perhaps have little monetary value but mean so much and are just not replaceable.
I happen to know that they also cherish my little passport, which makes it easy for me to tag along on their jaunts without anyone questioning my right to be with them—it’s one of their favorite possessions (or I think it is…).
But I guess there is ONE thing that has some value that means more than anything to mama—her little sparkly wedding ring that she lost one time long ago in a spa and found just before the cleaning lady was about to suck it up in the vacuum cleaner! Mama was almost sick with worry and bingo! There it was under a chair and life continued.
I guess you could say that little things mean a lot around here, and I should know—I’m one of them!
So sweet. Sounds like they really know what matters, not the cost of things, but the meaning in them. And each other most of all. Lovely post
Thank you for reading my blog. I’m always so surprised when anyone does! And I’m so happy with being the cat in this house. Everyone is kind to me because they KNOW that you just don’t find a kitty like me everyday.
Loulou
The little things are the things that mean the most. You do seem to have a bit of an attitude in your passport but that is good … lets them know you mean business 🙂
It’s just that they took my picture over and over and over and I finally said, “Enough, already!” Glad you like like it…it gets lots of laughs.
Don’t fret Loulou! All our whiskers fall out about every 12 weeks and we grow new ones. The white whiskers show up on dark flooring, the apes spot them, put them in the whiskers tin. Little things please little minds hehe.
Luff
Mungo
WOW that is so COOL. I haven’t noticed my whiskers around but maybe that’s because they are white. I’m prematurely “white” haha. Even in my EARS…echhh.
Love your passport picture Loulou, it has the “do YOU mind” look to it, the sort of look Audrey Hepburn might have made if photographers shoved their lenses into her face and she was feeling a bit grumpy.
The apes keep all whiskers they find from me or cats who came before, in a little tin. If they lose the little tin, they are very unhappy
Luff
Mungo xx
How do they keep the whiskers???? OUCH. That is so amazing but I’m going to watch my whiskers! And yes, I was a bit grumpy that day.