I could feel it.
Even from 20 feet away, with my back turned, as I was cleaning up the front yard.
The beady little eyes staring at me.
The questioning gaze.
Standing tall in the doorway.
Well, as tall as a cat can stand, anyway.
I often wonder what's going on in that little cat brain of hers when she stares at me like that.
And I'm sometimes jealous of her life.
She sleeps and eats and wanders the house all day.
Plays when she feels like it. Doesn't have a care in the world.
Some days I really wish I could be a cat. It would be so much easier.
But then I think I'd probably get pretty bored.
Maybe if I had never experienced being human. Then it might be fun to be a cat.
Because I wouldn't know what I was missing.
I would be blissfully unaware of all of the cool things humans can do that cats can't.
Maybe then I would be okay sleeping my days away. Satisfied with simply existing.
Cuddling with my humans at night. And chasing fun toys with bells and strings when I feel like I need a little exercise.
A calm, peaceful life for sure. Such a tempting thing.
And then I think...
Maybe she does know. Maybe she is more aware than I realize.
Maybe that's why she stares so intently at me.
Because she's secretly wishing she had my life.
Maybe she's staring at me and wishing she could get in the car and drive to the airport and go on a fun vacation.
That she could go anywhere in the world and experience a different view than the inside of our house.
It's an interesting thought.
So maybe, next time I feel like somebody's watching me, I'll turn around, pick her up and take her for a drive.
Let her look out the window and see some of the world.
Maybe she'll like that.
And then we'll come home and I'll treat myself to a long nap.
When I wake up from that nap, I'll chase a few toys across the floor, and when I'm tired of that, I'll give myself a bath.
For just a little while, I'll let myself experience what it might be like to be a cat.
And that whole time, she'll probably be watching me.
Watching and wondering what's going on in this human brain.
As nice as it might be to have that life, I think I'll continue on this human journey, with its twists and turns and amazing views.
Let her keep playing the part of the curious cat.
And I'll take comfort in knowing that she's always there.
Not far behind me.
Watching.
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