My cat, Toast, is the most handsome and beautiful cat to ever exist. However, he is worth more than just his good looks.
Aside from being my muse and as melodramatic as it sounds, Toast has taught me how to love. He knows nothing other than eating food, drinking water, playing with toys and occasionally cockroaches, and me.
In the process of developing a dependency on each other, I have learned how to be caring, affectionate, and playful–qualities that perhaps come naturally as children, but can be easy to lose.
Being affectionate with him has opened me up to being affectionate with actual people. Toast will never understand me if I say I love him in words–he needs quality time full of lots of pets, playing, and delicious treats.
In the same way, my friends and family receive my love not just in words but through our own versions of pets, playing, and treats–hugs, active engagement in conversation, and gifts or a good meal.
Toast brings out of people the most valuable quality–silliness! He allows you to be completely present, paying no attention to anyone but him–not even the way you might look to others when pathetically trying to get him to love you.
So, after the emotional intensity of my last post, I bring you: Pictures of Toast Raj.
