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Wednesday with Mija


I’m not a fan of cat carriers.

My people have an old one with hard plastic sides. Every time we go to the vet, they push me into it against my will.

For some reason totally unknown to me, they think because the carrier is a dusty purple color, it somehow makes it tolerable for me.

Silly people!

I find the entire process humiliating.

I mean really.

How would you like to be shoved into a shoebox and carried by a handle that gives the box a decided tilt?

You wouldn’t.

No one would.

So the last time I was visiting the vet for my back problems, I had to travel in “the box.”

Mind you, it was not without sufficient complaining on my part.

Once in the exam room, they opened the door and I was set free. Problem was, I was in a place I didn’t want to be.

I recognized the location immediately and knew it meant poking, prodding and all manner of other things I don’t appreciate.

I did what any thinking animal or person would do. I tried to get back into the cat carrier.

I pressed on the door with all my might, but it wouldn’t budge.

More than ever I wished for opposable thumbs!

It did get me thinking about the cages in which we all tend to find ourselves.

Sometimes the thing we think is the barrier to our freedom isn’t a barrier at all.

And other times, we cage ourselves without even knowing we do it.

It seems to me it’s all a matter of perspective.

What cage are you trying to break in or out of?

Just wondering…

Wednesday with Mija

It’s time for my annual treatise on the value of napping.

It seems this is a topic that must be discussed every so often.

In marketing I think they call it top of mind awareness. Cats don’t really need this reminder.

I’m talking to you – my human friends and family.

You may think I haven’t noticed you running around from one task to the next, to-do lists dangling from your hand.

Or that I don’t see the tired look on your face, or pick up on the stress that sometimes radiates off your body.

But I do.

I notice and to be frank, I worry.

You are a human being, not a human doing.

And if you’re doing, doing, doing all the time, you’re missing out on some of the most wonderful luxuries life has to offer.

Luxuries like stretching out in the sun with a good book, and then when you’ve read your fill, drifting off to sleep.

Dozing in the sun can work miracles for a bad attitude.

You must trust me on this: Life is too short not to take naps.

And read good books.

And spend time with the people you love.

About those to-do lists:

Only use them if they really do help you remember things or get organized.

If they make you feel bad, crumple them up and give them a toss.

Because this is the true nugget of gold we cats want to share with you – life is too short to feel bad.

Are we clear on this?


Now get out there and take a nap.


P.S. Have you noticed in the photograph that I am totally ignoring the microfiber cleaning cloths? When this photo was snapped, I was all about napping in the sun with a good book close by. Nuff said.

Wednesdays with Mija

For those of you who are new to the blog or have forgotten, Mija is Jean’s sixteen-year- old earless cat. When she has something to say – like today’s post, Jean will translate for her. 


There are things that simply shouldn’t be mentioned in polite company. Thank goodness this blog isn’t one of those places, because I feel the need to tell you about my experience when I went to the veterinarian for a check up. I knew I’d get a sympathetic reception from you.

First, I want to make something crystal clear:

I don’t relish these trips to the doctor. I’m not a car person.

And I don’t like being poked and prodded. Especially by strangers. I don’t care how nice they are.

I was in the middle of a perfectly wonderful late afternoon nap when my people scooped me up and stuffed me into the cat carrier. That alone was unpleasant to say the least.

Then out into the cold we went.

Funny thing though, once we got to the vet’s office, I didn’t want to leave the carrier.

Now they had to pull me out.

One more indignity.

Turns out my back pain isn’t going away. I could have told them so without making this trip, but no one asked me. The chiropractic treatments haven’t done the job, so now I’m going to try pain meds.

We finished the exam and while we were in the waiting room checking out, I had a moment.

An embarrassing moment.

Everyone was cooing over me. “How are you Mija? Aren’t you just the cutest thing?”

And there I sat in a purple cage, vulnerable as heck, trying to be pleasant when all I wanted was get back in the car and go home.

I was purring loudly when all of a sudden a new noise came out of me. Out of the end opposite to my mouth. It sounded nothing like a purr, though I tried purring louder to cover up this new, offending sound.

“What the heck was that?” The receptionist peered into my cage.

Jean said, “I have no idea. Didn’t sound like a purr though.”

Then she had the gall to sniff, and announce that there was NOT a good smell coming from my cage.

This was really embarrassing.

Who wants their bodily functions discussed in public? Not me for sure.

They tried to pull me from the carrier, but I dug in. No way was I going to do this in the middle of the waiting room with a yellow lab the size of a small dinosaur watching.

Thank goodness my people decided to deal with this at home. They picked up the carrier and walked to the car.

I’ve never been so grateful in my life.

Usually I’m quite a talker in the car, but on this ride home I kept to myself.

Shame and humiliation have a way of silencing you.

Once home I had to get cleaned up. You don’t want the details here.

Trust me.

But I do now understand a saying I’ve heard on occasion in our house. “Never trust a fart,” he says.

Oh my goodness. So true.



Wednesdays with Mija

There I’ve said it. I don’t like things in my life to change. I count on my life being predictable.

I like that.

I need predictability.

It makes me feel safe. And happy.

Here it is almost the end of September, and what’s happening?

The weather is getting cooler.

Not happy.

No, not at all.

You see, I love to sit at the edge of the sliding glass doors that open onto the deck and feel the warm summer air on my face. When the urge strikes, I meander outside for a drink of my special alfresco water, sit and ponder the state of the world as I gaze out at the garden.

Love that.

Lately  my people want the doors closed in the evening.  They’re getting chilly. This disrupts my routine.


I’ve suggested that they bundle up with sweaters, or even coats if need be, but they’ve vetoed the idea.

Which leaves me with no alternative but to meow loudly every time I want to go out for a drink of water, or to ponder.

They get up, let me out, grumble a bit and close the door.

Then I must meow again when I’m ready to come back inside.

Up they get, walk to the door, grumble some more and let me in.

Ten minutes later, we do it again.

And then again.

Depending on how late they stay up, we can do this dance many times in an evening.

Seems to me putting on a sweater is a much easier plan…


How do you handle change in your life?

With grace or grumbling?

Happy Wednesday!

Wednesdays with Mija

It’s been a long, hot, busy summer. And for a somewhat introverted, aging cat, it’s been stressful.

Seriously, our house has seen more action in the past two months, than possibly ever.

I did hear my peeps say that toilet paper supplies were running low – a sure indication of the number of bodies in the house.

 Today is the last day of August.

Children are back in school, company is gone and there is the slightest nip of fall in the early morning air. We may still have hot days, but our nights and mornings are cooling off.

Love that! It means snuggling is ever so much more comfortable.

In many ways, September is my favorite month.  I can still doze on the deck in the afternoons, or spend time inspecting the gardens, when I’m of a mind to do so. I have my al fresco water bowl to keep me hydrated, numerous good napping spots, and a cool breeze to moderate the temperature.

My peeps seem a bit calmer too. They’ve returned to our daily routines and life all round just seems perfect.

Ah yes, it’s good to be me!

How do you plan to spend your September? Do tell…


Happy Wednesday!

Wednesdays with Mija

Our house has been full of noise – and people – the last few days. A week to be precise, if anyone wants the full story. Through the hubbub, I’ve tried to be a gracious host. You know that’s important to me.


I decided the best thing for me to do was stay out of the way.

Which meant spending the week in solitary confinement, only coming out for water and food in the late evening after you-know-who went to bed.

No sitting in my pots.

No lounging in the deck chairs.

No inspecting the garden.

And now, today they’re leaving to go back to their home. My people are going to miss them.

To be completely honest, I’m not.

Did I mention that he plays the drums?


And often.


I’m usually an early riser, but I think for the next few days I’ll sleep in. If you have a toddler coming to your house for a visit, I suggest you book a week at the most expensive spa you can find.


Happy Wednesday!

Wednesdays with Mija

The art of napping.

For those of you who may be new to the blog, don’t be surprised when you see something every Wednesday from me – a cat.

Yes, I know it’s a blog mostly about horses. But I wanted in on the action because I think I know a thing or two about aging and life too.

Today I’m offering you my summer gratitude list.

I hope it will inspire you to create your own list, because cultivating a feeling of thankfulness is a lovely way to be in the world.

Every day I find at least ten things to be grateful for. Some days I even have more than ten. It is a very entertaining hobby.



  1. People who love me enough to allow me to be exactly who I am.
  2. My daily massage.
  3. Cat treats and the people who invented them.
  4. Sunlight.
  5. A garden filled with perfect napping spots.
  6. Chairs on the deck that fit me perfectly.
  7. My bowl on the deck because I adore drinking my water alfresco.
  8. A daily comb-out to keep me looking my best.
  9. Welcoming, cozy laps.
  10. Stimulating conversations with my people.
So what’s on your summer list? Notice the things that make you happy and write them down. If you’re so inclined, tell us one or two of your gratitudes in the comment section below.
Happy Wednesday!

Wednesdays with Mija

I’m giddy with spring.

This is a picture of me at the edge of our backyard. Sometimes I like to sit and look out over the green space. I know better than to set my paw beyond our yard. It’s my boundary and staying home keeps me safe. There can be foxes out there.

I know that.

But to feel the warm sun on my head and sniff the spring breezes is pure delight.

I have several favorite spots in our yard. Over the next month or so, I’ll show them to you. Then you’ll understand why I’m thrilled out of my mind that spring is here.

These are simple pleasures for me.

As I’ve grown to be a mature cat I’ve learned that simple is good.

Simple is more than good.

Simple is fabulous.

Warm sun, a day when my peeps are home with me, snoozing in front of the patio door with a gentle breeze ruffling my fur.

My favorite treats.

A daily massage.

Just thinking about them makes me purr.

And you?

Tell me one simple pleasure that rings your chimes.

Happy Wednesday!



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