Pixel and Me
Pixel Loved Climbing on My Chest!

Sayings describe how to reveal clarity under the light of the day or by some power given via a governing authority. Tonight, however, it seems like I’m seeing clearly in the middle of the night. Is this even possible? Can we let the night reveal clarity to our situation?

What can you learn about the edges of your life at night? Maybe this is when your true personality comes forth!

Our daughter’s cat has been living with us for months. She’s twitchy to the touch, and it takes a lot for her to trust you. When she’s had enough? Swipe! Claws! Teeth! Give her space, and soon she’s back at your side wanting more attention. Or tuna.

Slowly she found her place and began to claim her territory.

She disappeared about 9 pm, Monday night. Taken, perhaps, or enjoying her newfound outside Liberty? Who knows? She loved sitting on the porch at night, where her eyes had the advantage. She watched for our local stray, Tater…. they seemed to enjoy being around each other but were still cautious of the shared space.

But something happened. Pixel’s gone. We’ve watched, called, and walked the 5 acres looking for her. The first night we were up nearly every hour. Nothing. Drive down the street? Nope. Flag it on Ring. Still nothing.

Reality slowly sets in. She’s gone.

Pixel laying across my chest
Pixel loved to lay across my chest.

Let Slip The Dogs

Then, a few minutes ago after midnight, our German Shepherds decide to charge into the pastor barking at who knows what. Just a few minutes into the new day. Their keen ears may be a match for the cat’s night vision! Their size and potential voraciousness are ready to challenge all comers! Of course, they are young and don’t know everything. Yet. Give them time!

I’ve been working them a place into my burgeoning barn…uh, carport. Snow in the forecast through the weekend.

Still. Pixel. Over the past day we’ve stepped to the front door many time awaiting Pixel’s return. There goes the dogs again. Barking at some intruder or something.

And I woke up in the midst of this! A smattering of sleep is promised this night.

Jaed (our parrot) decided it was time to act like something was rattling his cage, and there are feathers all over the place!

What’s Going On?

What on earth is happening? Is it the apocalypse? Could it be under the cover of night, something nefarious is causing problems? Earthquakes, perhaps? Sure. Am I scared? Nope. But I am frustrated. Weary. Everything seems to be creating a reason for my sleep to disappear like vapor into the night!

I’m an hour awake now…all quiet on the home front—time to slip back off to bed. Hopefully till dawn. No… There go the dogs!

Still. I’m going to miss Pixel.

There are times we "forget" how things go. We've lost the memory of the muscle to do something. You can restore and rehabilitate it, sure, but what if you've lost your muscle memory with God? — Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/michael-gurley/support

By Michael Gurley

Making Sense of Life, One Thought at a Time!