Taki is weaned. As with eating solid foods, which she started on her own, she weaned herself. At first, she would ask for milk almost daily after eating, but only drink a very little. Then, she asked for milk less frequently. It has probably been 2 or 3 weeks since she has asked for milk, but tonight, she specifically did. She comes to me and makes a specific cry.
I made 6 teaspoons of milk. She eagerly drank about half, and decided she had enough. Shortly thereafter, I found her sacked out on the bed. I wonder if she had a bad day today.
Sometimes, even at age almost 59, there are times when I would benefit from a hug from my mother or father. They have been deceased for years, after ill health, and their passing was tragic, sad, but something I knew was inevitable. It does not make their passing easier, or their absence easier. But, it is a reality with which I can live. I did not live near my parents for decades before their death. So, I did not have regular contact with them. Which made their passing a little easier. But still sad.
So, sometimes, I want a creature comfort. For me, I eat something, which is not healthy, adds weight, but helps me through...Tonight, Taki wanted a creature comfort, and asked for milk. I gave her some. When Sake or Haiku ask for something special, I try to give it to them, too.
I have visions of a 10 year old, 10 pound cat sitting on my lap sucking milk from a plastic medicine dropper.
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