For whatever reason, cats seem to be blessed with outrageous luck and our cat Bagheera is no exception. Today, for the second time in about a month he jumped on top of my computer monitor only to fall off and have the monitor come tumbling down after him - it is a very heavy monitor! Both times I was sure Bagheera was about to be crushed to death or severely injured and both times a black blur whizzed by mere nanoseconds after the monitor hit the ground. Asides from a tail that was now twice its size - Bagheera really didn't appear any different - and that's the miracle of the cat.
I never really understood about the myth of cats having 9 lives but I think I get it now - and I think Bagheera's used up two of his. When I was a kid I used to think this myth was talking about reincarnation but now I think it's really referring to those close-calls so typical of a cat. But it got me to thinking about some of my own close-calls - those heart-stopping moments when everybody holds their breath - how many lives have I used up? How many lives do I have left? At least a cat knows their numbers.
"Luck never gives; it only lends"
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