So I was just sitting here looking at the list of things I must do and
It got far too overwhelming ... I started having an anxiety-based meltdown oh no not again! I can't - I can't give in to this (which of course makes it worse )
So I said to myself, OK, JEAN ... just rewrite the list! Its messy-looking - scribbled ... rewrite it cogently ....
Doing so, still having this anxiety wave a bit and
Big Mama jumped up on the desk and walked right across my page ... and, as I'm laughing, she starts rubbing her face against my pen ;) ... and now she sniffs at the paper, makes a moue of distaste, and sits her fat rump right on it!
Even just as funny as the distasteful look that only a cat can give! was that she wasn't, she absolutely was. NOT. moving off that paper until she had made face-to-face SURE that I was laughing and smiling and - well, could be trusted with it, you see ;)
I'm really starting to think that - instead of medications - doc's should first hand-out free cats and dogs, ya know???