A Keeper of The Sacred Law, a crow sees what many do not, and irreverently squawks about it.
"The seeing-eye, the beating wing, the bird that laughs at everything. Misunderstood by everyone, who can not see all things as one".
Saturday, March 7, 2009
I Meet The Cat.
"Puuurrrrr..." came an unexpected voice, from nearby. This is what I saw. It was big, and tabby, and I had never seen anything like it before. It sat looking at me, unblinking and very still. But it purred in a reassuring way. "I am a Crow," I said. "What are you?" It licked its lips and considered... "I am a Cat", it said, finally. "I think I am supposed to chase you..." "Why?" I asked. "Because I am a Cat," it said. "That's what Cats do. We chase birds and mice." "Will you hurt me if you catch me?" I asked. It considered this for a moment. "It is possible," it decided. "But if you don't try to escape, I will not hurt you deliberately. I only want to play, really. I am not hungry, so I don't want to eat you. Do you want to play?" I thought this over. Playing sounded like fun, but the Cat was big, and I was small. "Can we play when I am a bit bigger?" I asked. "I am only a baby Crow, and I don't know how to play yet." "It's easy," said the Cat. "All you need is to want to have fun, and then you have it." "I am still so small, that I don't know what fun is," I said. "And see, I have a big hole in my chest from falling out of a tree." The Cat looked at the hole, still weeping and septic. "Ooh," it said. "That's nasty. Oh well. We will play when you are a bit better." And it wandered off back to sleep in the bedroom. That was how I met the Cat, and first heard about having fun.