no mind

I turned off my TV last night. I stopped watching television and started watching my cat instead. I had just been sitting there on the couch, watching the TV, and I don't even remember what was on, but I was so unaware of my life around me. My cat was sitting on the floor, leaning up against my briefcase, I guess it's called. It's one of those soft leathery ones, not like a traditional briefcase. But that's not really important, unless you like to envision things accurately. What caught my eye, he was playing with a tiny cloth bag that had catnip in it. It was tied with a tiny burlap rope like some old timey money bag from the old west. He'd lean over and lick it, then he'd grab it up in his had and hold it up to his mouth like some kind of.... well some kind of.... burlappy, bag of catnip lollipop or something. And he'd roll on his back a little bit and clean his belly. Then he'd hear a sound outside and it would stop him immediately and he would stare at the wall in the direction of the sound. When he tired of waiting for the sound to return, which it didn't, he would go back to cleaning himself a little bit. Then he rolled around a little bit against my bag and rub his cheek on the buckle. Eventually he noticed me watching him, and he stared back at me. It was cool that he noticed me looking at him and he stopped all activity to look back. We both sat there, me on the couch about six feet away, him on the floor, just looking in each others eyes. We had a connection. I don't know how many people can look into each others eyes for so long. I can't remember the last time even, when I was in love and looked into my mate's eyes for so long, which is a little sad. That seems like something we all aspire to, but seldom actually find. The beauty of this connection is there were no words getting in the way. No barrier to soften the intensity of the connection. He is a good friend, and a sweat little creature and I'm lucky to have him around. It was a very peaceful moment. He is way better than the television.